Monday morning, Sept. 21, 2008. Time passing, milestone events, sort of. This last Thursday we flew to San Francisco, drove to S, and set up M for her last year as S undergrad; maybe not her last year at S.
I announced, on Wednesday, mostly being facetious, but still: “Today is my last day of parenting.” Meaning that M will be a senior, graduating next June, never again (sort of) back home with her mom and dad for a summer vacation as a kid rather than an adult.
Yes, of course she’ll be back, they are all five back often enough, but this is a milestone, like graduation, to be remembered.
The event was marked by a bit of soreness from moving all the boxes, a very nice email from M:
hey dad,
so just wanted to say that im showered and heading to bed. had a lovely
evening. dinner was great. My friends love you guys. also BB thinks
you look like anthony hopkins. anyway my room looks great, thanks for
helping me move in.good night,
m
And was it perhaps also marked by an abrupt change of weather? Summer became fall, highs in the 80s and sunny became rainy and 60s.
There was certainly the impression of a milestone ceremony, as we flew home Saturday morning to take care of TBP and L Saturday night and Sunday. The new generation. Different strokes. M does with ideas what TBP does with your hair, as he settles in and cuddles.
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