My daughter began her senior year of high school this week.
My only daughter.
My only child.
Years ago, I blogged about having one child. I remember writing about how her graduation would render us empty nesters. That seemed so far away.
I am just beginning to process what it means and how it feels. Here's what I know so far:
I want to be present every second. I want to savor this year.
I want to be joyful. Does anyone want to be around a miserable mother all year? I think not.
I want to be grateful. There are so many parents who would love to be sitting in my seat. My happy & healthy daughter leaving home to go to college is not a tragedy. It is a blessing.
I want to continue building my marriage. It would be super easy to focus on her to the extreme this year. I want to plan & look forward to the years ahead with my guy.
I do not want my daughter to feel guilt. She is doing what we prayed for her to do and raised her to do. To make this year all about my sadness would be a disservice to her.
There is a lot of change on the horizon. For her and for me. I can't stop it from happening, but I can choose how I handle it.
(Also. Remind me of this next May.)
Here's to a great year.