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Thursday, April 4, 2013

Blink of an eye


My text to my son this morning: "Don't forget to apply to graduate."

His text back to me: "Haha yea whoops!"

Apparently it's not automatic that you arrive at the end of four years of college, all research done, papers turned in, exams taken, internships completed, and you get your cap and gown and diploma. You have to make an application to graduate. My son explained this to me months ago but I somehow just knew that the actual applying had slipped his mind.

The text I just got: "Did it."

We had dinner with a few dear friends at a restaurant last night, and one asked us whether our son graduating in a matter of weeks had taken us by surprise. Did we think the four years of college had gone by quickly?

"College?" my husband said. "I'm still wrapping my mind around the four years of high school."

He doesn't often admit to being as floored by the propulsion of years as I am, but it is indeed a millesecond blink, almost a magic trick. I mean, our daughter is already just about done with her freshman year of college. Didn't we drive her five hours north to her campus, our car brimming with dorm room paraphernalia and a girl determined to sleep through her nervousness, just yesterday?

There was a chandelier overhead at dinner last night. I tried but didn't really capture it's fairy light charm, coloring the gentle flux of our evening as we helped each other navigate the tides.


12 comments:

  1. I can't believe it's been four years!

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    1. Steph, nice to see you! And neither can I!

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  2. Sheesh. I wonder how many people have actually forgot to apply. It is a crazy busy time and I am sure it is not unheard of.

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    1. Birdie, i am sure people forget. i didn't want to find out what happens. haha.

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  3. Time does seem to be whizzing by at the speed of a fast train.

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    1. Kristin, as long as we're on the train and not on the tracks, i imagine we're good!

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  4. It's certainly surprising to ME that it's been four years. Holy cow.

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    1. Steve, you probably recall when he was applying to college! you were on of my first readers! thank you for still coming around, dear friend.

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  5. Oh, please don't tell me this.

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    1. Ah Elizabeth, yes. But you know what, rumor has it he's coming back home. what will THAT be like I wonder.

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  6. Tell me that when the time comes, I can do it.

    It seems like we just arrived here in Brevard and yet, my girls first school year here is nearly over.

    I just don't know how we do this. Mothers and fathers, sons and daughters. I really don't.

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    1. Vesuvius, your girls do seem to be happy and thriving. I suppose it's okay if time presides over that. But i understand how my mother must have felt now.

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