With high school.
Oh sure, she still has four more years of school to go, but she’s done as it pertains to schooling here in our little town.
It was a day filled with obvious emotions.
Pride. Sadness. Happiness. Excitement. Relief.
I could say things like “wasn’t she just in kindergarten?” or “how did we get here this fast?”. In fact, I have said these things over and over for the past several months.
Over the past several weeks, I have had friends who have younger children ask me how it feels.
How does it feel when your child graduates?
I can’t tell you because I am still numb.
My friend (and editor) Jennifer messaged me this on Friday:
Congratulations to you for taking her to the finish line for high school. No one knows how hard it really is — because it’s expected. But think about the work involved! Honor her and yourself!
See, when your kids are little, you think the hardest part of parenting is the sleepless nights, the toddler years, the earliest part of the journey. But I am here to say that it only gets harder. It gets immensely harder and your job is far from over.
It has been in the teenage years that I have worked the hardest, slept the least, worried the most, cried the longest, and prayed more than ever.
I would even say that my best parenting was done while Anna was a teen. I would also say that I doubted my parenting most during this time as well.
I am slowly learning that parenting isn’t about letting go as they get older. It’s about holding on for dear life. It is about being there for the icky times and getting in their face and telling them YOU CANT MAKE ME GO AWAY. I AM YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE when they are being ugly.
We fought hard for that seat in the gym to watch that graduation day.
So how do I feel?
Our oldest daughter is now a high school graduate. she is now an adult, she is going to spread her wings.
And I know she will be just fine.