End of an era.......

jackieblack

msb5262 wrote: »

Yup....bittersweet....breathe and remember it's all part of the job!

oh yes, absolutely
I couldn't be more proud or excited for her
but I just feel a bit sad that this part of the job is over.

BucksLady

jackieblack wrote: »

oh yes, absolutely
I couldn't be more proud or excited for her
but I just feel a bit sad that this part of the job is over.

Although your 'role' will change - you will always be her 'mum' .

pukkamum

When raising children the days are long but the years are short, I try every day to remember this and not pray for bedtime to come quicker.
Doesn't always work though!!!!!

lavandergirl_2

This thread reminded me of a poignant article written by the actor, Rob Lowe, when he sent his son to university.

http://www.slate.com/articles/life/family/2014/05/rob_lowe_on_sending_his_son_off_to_college_an_excerpt_from_love_life.html

fufu_banterwaite

You take me back to when I when I went to Uni in 1997 – I am an only child too and I am sure my mum and dad had the same feelings.

I remember distinctly staying for a couple of days before I started Uni in the Peak District (I went to Uni in Sheffield) with my mum and dad. The day before we were due to drive across to Sheffield I remember having a bath in the place we were staying in and thinking “wow, it all starts tomorrow, the next three years of my life” – I had this tremendous sense of excitement, but equally a huge feeling of nerves!

The next day they took me to Sheffield and they helped me unpack at my Halls of Residence and then we went to the ASDA around the corner and stocked up on shopping. We sat in the ASDA cafe and I remember my dad saying “I expect when we come here to pick you up at Christmas, you’ll know the quickest route out of the city and all the shortcuts and exactly where to go”. Don’t know why that sticks in my mind. I remember sitting there in the ASDA Cafe wanting to get away so I could head back to the Halls of Residence and meet everyone there, but also wanting not wanting to move from the cafe as I was so nervous!

We left, drove back to the Halls and they helped me carry my shopping up to my room and then we just looked at each other and hugged. I remember my dad starting to cry, but my mum, just looking at me and smiling, said “Have a wonderful time, enjoy yourself and if you ever want to come back home we will always be there for you”. That was the first time I ever really realised what a strong person she was, as inside I am sure she was terribly emotional.

My mum sadly passed away four years later, just a year after I finished Uni and I still miss her to this day terribly.

But I will never forget starting Uni - I can remember almost every little detail of those couple of days. Can’t believe that was 17 years ago, almost half a life time for me!

Where did all those years go?!