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On The road again
June 11,2004
 
 

You cannot help but learn more as you take the world into your hands. Take it up reverently, for it is an old piece of clay, with millions of thumbprints on it.
~ John Updike


It has been awhile since I have written in this journal.  Just want you all to know I am alive and well and very busy.  I am still plugging away at living lean.  The past few weeks have been interesting at best.  I hurt my shoulder and have not been able to go to the gym.  Trust me that is a killer…no lifting for six weeks per doctor.  So at the end of June I will be able to return to it.  It is very strange not to be going to the gym and it makes me realize how important exercise is.

Today was a very special day in my life.  I got up this morning, took my coffee and went to my daughter’s high school.  Kara graduated today…seats for graduation are first come first serve…so although graduation wasn’t until 2pm I arrived dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt at  7:30 am to scout out and save 8 seats, my husband Ed thought I was nuts.  One would have thought that I would have been the first one there. but there were already fifty people claiming territory!   I guess with over 700 kids graduating that they knew as well as I did that seating would be scarce at best.  The graduation is held outside the main building in the front lawn area, following the tradition of the last 186 graduating classes of Pinkerton Academy.

My son John and his girlfriend Becky did come to relieve me at 10:30 so I went home and showered, got dressed and made sure that all was going well with the graduate to be.

Sitting there keeping the seat this morning did allow me sometime to reflect. Today marks a milestone for not only my daughter, but also for Ed and me as well.  We will soon discover what an empty nest is really like. Come August we will take Kara to New Orleans and set her up in a dorm…at Tulane University where she will spend the next four years preparing to become a chemical engineer. (She was the recipient of the Tulane Founders Scholarship Award.)

It is hard to believe that it was over 18 years ago that Kara came to be.  It seems like just yesterday that she was an infant…her first words….da-da….. (she even knew then how to score points with her dad)… her first steps… I see her standing on the heat register, looking out the window…not quite two, watching her brother every morning get on the school bus and yelling..”Cool bus here…cool bus here”.

Her first day of school… .her first boyfriend…her first heartbreak….the first time she drove (in fact that is one of my earlier entries in this journal)…her first job… her prom….and before I could blink an eye her senior year.

It has been a privilege and delight to watch her grow into an incredible young woman.  She graduated with honors…maintained a standard of excellence in her academics way beyond most. she was awarded the……………..at graduation.  This award is given for achieving and maintaining some incredible accomplishments.  She had to be recommended by teachers, get over 1250 in her SAT’s, maintain an average of over 90 for her four years of high school and have taken honors and advanced placement level courses.  She was one of five seniors that did an independent science research course at the University of New Hampshire this past year.

I sat there at graduation along with her Dad, Brother, GrandParents and friends in awe and admiration of her accomplishments.  Yes, she is more than ready to fly from the nest…but the real question is…am I ready for her too?   I am missing her already.

Kara,

  I write this with tears in my eyes. You are so loved.  Be safe… be happy….and remember the world is yours for the taking.

with Love,

Mom