Today marks the day that the Crown Princess has officially completed her first year of college. The Norwegian and I are road tripping it up to The University of Never Never Land to move her out of her dorm and bring her home for the summer! I’m so giddy I can’t contain myself. My baby is coming home!
It’s been an interesting year of growth and challenges, accomplishments and even a few setbacks. But the final grade for the experience is an A+. She’s a different person than the girl I waved goodbye to last August. Of course, I love her because she’s my daughter, but I truly like the responsible young lady she’s become. She didn’t starve to death or wear dirty clothes without me there to make sure she was taken care of. I’m kidding, of course. Sort of. But she’s making it on her own. It reminds me of when she took those first few shaky steps as a toddler, and before I knew it, she was running.
Contrary to what I imagined, freshman year went fast. It gave true meaning to the saying, ‘The days are long, but the years are short.’ Honestly, last fall, when we drove off without her, I thought I’d never survive. I left my broken heart with her in her dorm room. However, in the months since then I managed to grow a new heart all my own. I hope that makes sense. She’s happy. I didn’t die. In fact, I’m loving the extra time I have for me.
Okay! Enough of the sentimental hooey. Let’s have a party! I’ve supplied the streamers, balloons and all-you-can-drink champagne. Since the Norwegian and I are on the road, I won’t be able to comment today, but I will read each and every post when I get home. If you’ll tell me about a difficult experience you thought you wouldn’t survive but ended up stronger in the end – or simply tell us what you’d like to bring to the party – I’ll give away a $10 Amazon or Barnes & Noble gift card (winner’s choice) to one person who posts. Let’s get this party started!