She took her Christmas ornaments.
She TOOK her Christmas ornaments!
And her books off the bookshelves.
And her dad’s Pittsburgh Pirates panoramic photo from 1925.
This is what happens when your child graduates from college and moves into their first ‘permanent’ home. They take their stuff. Another milestone in the life of a parent. (The taking of the stuff is not the milestone – just the permanent home part)
Caroline – my oldest – has graduated with a degree in Fine Arts from Goldsmiths College and has settled in to her first permanent home. Not nearly as emotional for me as taking her to college the first time. I’ve adjusted over the past 4 years to not seeing her often – although I happily admit that I will surely see her more often now that she’s in the continental United States. What I’m feeling now is pride and hope and anticipation and excitement. For her. The just-out-of-college years are so much fun; it’s when your life really starts.
Last week we moved her to a NYC apartment. We rented a minivan, loaded it up with the aforementioned Christmas ornaments, books, Union Jack quilt, and other assorted stuff. We stopped at Target on the way and purchased pillows and bed skirts and other necessities. When we got to New York we went furniture and rug shopping – and I was surprised that she sees me now not only as Mom – but also Mom the interior designer. She valued and asked for my professional opinion about the furnishings we shopped for: size shape color pattern texture! (All you moms surely know how gratifying it was for me to have my adult child respect my profession and ask for my advice.) Ok – so maybe she thought it was a little over the top that I drew her apartment floor plan in AutoCad… but it did come in handy to know rug & furniture sizes.
Now for the next part of her life. She’ll continue to work hard – but it’s a different kind of working hard than college was. She’ll get a job and figure out her career. She’ll make friends and a home. She’ll make mistakes and fall in love and hopefully not have her heart broken too many times. It’s an exciting time and a scary time and a time full of possibilities.
So yes, I’m a little sad that my first baby is moving on. Wasn’t I just pushing her in a stroller? But I also have to tell you that I’m thrilled that there are so many possibilities in her future. She’s smart and kind and talented and charming and I'm immensely proud of her.
She’s never thought any of her dreams were unachievable – and because of that - they haven’t been.
Photo above of my favorite card of all time - I've bought them and given them away many times.. - you can find them here: