The reception room was cancelled long ago.
The caters cancelled long ago.
The new decorations themed “Oh the Places You’ll Go” are
boxed and stored.
The Tervis Dr Suess cup I’d ordered as her gift, I drink from
myself with “Oh the Places You’ll Go” on it and I do it to torture myself –
sipping my water thinking of all the places she can’t go and won’t go. Sarcasm seeps into me and I want to cite “Oh
the people you’ve screwed” in my best Dr Suess voice.
Clearly this season holds pain for me and my husband as the grad
invites rolled in – we are happy for those that we’ll support on this special
day – but the pain of it isn’t lost on us.
Disappointment seeps through me – we can’t force our kids to
do anything once they turn 18. They are
free in their choices. Sucks when they
then play the victim and blame others for their choices….no one wins, no one
wins.
Like the Kindergartners who site their career goals – I hear
the memories of dreams not achieved as life goes on. We tried.
We gave it our best. God created
us to have a will and a choice. She’s
made hers.
So, I’ll watch with some inner agony – it’s just another day….right? I can make it.
Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind
don't matter and those who matter don't mind. ~ Dr Suess
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