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Monday, June 05, 2017

She's leaving home (bye, bye)


The day we brought her home from the hospital. 
Renaissance festival, October, 2000. 
Airborne, 2003
All American Girl, Summer, 2009
Horseshoe Bend, Glenn Canyon, AZ, March, 2010. 



Drum Major, 2015
Senior in High School, February, 2016


High school graduate, 2016.
 About three weeks ago, my 18 year old daughter borrowed my pickup. We loaded her bed and her dresser and a bunch of clothes and other odds and ends into it, and she drove it away, with her boyfriend in the front seat. She had spent her last night in her room, and was moving into an apartment with one of her best friends and a friend from work.

She's not ready. Financially, I don't really believe that she's making enough to cover school expenses (though she has a pretty decent scholarship), car, rent, utilities, food, and sundry. She is taking on a good $5000+ in new expenses per year, just for the ability to say that she's moved out, even though her commute to college has only shrunk from 12 to 3 miles, and about the same for work.

I know-- kids want to feel grown up.  And she has a full-time job, and she pulled off a 4.0 GPA in her honors program at university this semester. She's a sophomore. She just bought her own Honda CRV. She's a great kid, and left the house with no animosity for her parents.

So why was I sobbing in my living room for five minutes after she left? Is this what I've become?

Okay, maybe I was the one who wasn't ready.


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For what it's worth, the recently remastered release of the Beatles' _Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band_ album is absolutely worth a listen. Particularly have I been listening to "She's Leaving Home." (The hotlinked version isn't the remastered one; you'll have to get the album or find it on Spotify or Google Play Music.)


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3 Comments:

At Tuesday, June 06, 2017 12:14:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

You have a beautiful daughter. I know you're very proud of her and sometimes that emotion manifests in wracking sobs. :-)

 
At Saturday, June 10, 2017 6:10:00 PM, Blogger Robert said...

"So why was I sobbing in my living room for five minutes after she left?"

Cuz you're a Dad.

 
At Friday, June 16, 2017 10:20:00 AM, Blogger Old NFO said...

Yep, you're the daddy... Don't worry, we ALL do it!

 

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