I am sorry, but I’ve been avoiding you.
It’s nothing personal, really. It’s completely about me; you’ve been terrific.
It’s just that I’ve been so … fragile, lately.
I can blame it on my temporary employment position… which cam as a result of a LAY-OFF, which is certainly capable of making one feel, um, less-than-great. But it’s not that.
It’s that this time, this Spring/Summer, is so momentous for me.
I’m going from “mothering” one of my babies… his arrival being one of the most magnificent, glorious, wonderful things that ever happened TO ME… to–well, whatever it is you become when your kid grows up and flies away from the nest.
And all I feel like posting is how huge this is, and how proud i am, and how scared i am, and how READY he is…
and I feel a little bad for my other two babies, who don’t seem to make the headlines so often.
And so I’ve just not posted. I’ve not told you he’s going to the University of Washington, which he considered his “fallback” school. I’ve not told you how hard it really is to get in there, and that I’m trying to convince him that getting accepted is an accomplishment.
He had his hopes set on Dartmouth. Or maybe Boston College.
It was a really tough year to get in.
He’s coming around. He wants to join a fraternity. I think he’s realizing it’s the beginning of a big adventure.
It’s the beginning of HIS life.
And it feels like the end of mine.
And so, this is why I’ve been neglectful of you, dear WordPress. And to you, my few faithful followers.
I’ve already told you how hard this is. You probably don’t want to hear it again.
I know I will survive this.
I’m just not sure how.