my adult

Last night I realised that my daughter has literally come to the end of her highschool life. I took a look at her and felt a sense of the bittersweet. I was conscious that I was in that moment doing what parents all over the world do. We all have to say goodbye to a period of time given to us that was so precious, so filled with the expected and unexpected. I thought of her father missing out on the moment on Father's day. But he has chosen to lose things that to me seem deeply important for his own ego. Enough about him. The weeks ahead, I shall be thinking about her differently, and she and I have discussed her plans. But with all the planning, I also want her to take a little break. She needs to rest and regroup. I would like us to have perhaps two to three weeks of unscheduled fun.