And, somehow, here we are. My oldest had her last schedule pick up night. Senior year is really starting and I am in complete disbelief… It is the beginning of what will be a lot of lasts. The days are long, but the years are simply too short.
To Laura –
How did we get here? It seems like just yesterday that I was holding you in my arms for the first time and wondering where your red hair came from. Then, I walked with you into Kindergarten, and your school adventures began. Elementary school flew by, and middle school soon took hold. Then, COVID happened and you started high school.
And, that brings us to today. You are a Senior. There are so many things that I want to tell you, but nothing seems right. I could tell you to work hard, but you already do that. I could tell you to have fun, but you already do that. I could tell you to fly high, but you already do that. Instead, I will tell you what I know now that I didn’t know when I started my Senior year.
First, it goes so fast. Before you know it, Marching Band will be over, and winter will be here. Then, you will pick your college and graduation will be here. It is nine months, but time goes fast. Take a breath, sit back, and enjoy it.
Hang out with your family. I know that family isn’t always cool, but that brother of yours loves you. He looks up to you and he defends you. Yes, he’s annoying at times, but remember that he was your first friend. As for your Dad and me, you made us parents. You were our world. I know that you and I are different, and I know I annoy you. I know I am often too hard on you. I also know that you are definitely your Daddy’s girl. That doesn’t change the fact that you are *my* girl.
You have decisions to make. I know you are only 17, but this is the start of a lot of really hard decisions. You are going to make some good decisions. You are going to make some mediocre decisions. You are going to make some bad decisions. Reflect on every one of them because each decision teaches you something.
Pick a few, really great friends. Annabelle has been your other half since you started kindergarten. You met her on the playground, and you two have not stopped. Different schools, boys, and life never seem to matter. Keep Annabelle and find a few more like her.
Be you. I know that I cut you off when you turn on “Laura mode” and you talk so fast that I can’t understand you. I get frustrated, but I should never cut you off. That is who you are, and who you are is beautiful. Be you. Every day.
Lastly, don’t be afraid to change your mind, but also don’t be afraid to take chances. I changed my major in college – twice. I changed boyfriends a lot. I even had doubts about your dad. It is okay to doubt yourself, but when you make a decision, embrace it. If the choice you made doesn’t work out, it is okay. It may hurt, but there is always the next day.
I love you, Red. Fly high. Let your Senior year begin.
Love, Mom