I just paid the deposit to the college that Hope has decided to attend this fall.
And now I’m sitting here crying.
It’s amazing how going to a website, clicking few links that carried me to Paypal and a few more key strokes represent such a monumental thing for Hope. I feel so many emotions.
I am joyous. Anxious. Excited. Scared. Worried. Hopeful. Proud. Relief.
Hope made her decision before I left on my vacation to Italy last week. After a visit to the community college, she was clear that she felt like the college would be a better fit for her. I fretted that she might be comparing the schools in an unfair light, so I pointed out a few key things to consider. I offered to sit down with her and make a pro/con list.
She reiterated her decision, clearly, concisely.
As I left on my trip, I asked her to discuss it during last week’s therapy appointment. When I returned I asked her about her decision and whether she had talked about it with AbsurdlyHotTherapist.
Yep, and she was still going to college.
Hmmm, ok. I *still* kicked a little dirt for a few days, and then today, I did my part and ponied up the deposit.
I am relieved that this chapter is over. This college application thing is cray. It’s crazy if you have high achieving kids, regular kids and struggling kids. It’s just cray. I’m glad that Hope had options, and I’m glad that she feels good about her decision. I’m also glad that it wasn’t my decision. It shouldn’t have been and I’m glad it wasn’t.
Our trip to the college, located in the Blue Ridge Mountains in VA (though not that town dear pal who shall remain nameless), was just lovely. The school is very small, less than 1,000 students and really seems committed to giving students like Hope the chance they need. It’s about 3.5 hours away from home, but connects are about 1.5 hours away if necessary. There’s also a direct train to DC, making it very accessible. I felt good about the place; it’s clear she felt good about it as well. Of all the schools we visited—they were all nice and Hope said she could see herself at each of them—this one seemed different. It featured elements of the other schools and also offered some educational offerings they others didn’t.
As I thought about her decision, I also talked to AbsurdlyHotTherapist and my own therapist about how best to support her. Really, ultimately it was about letting her know that this decision isn’t permanent; she can change her mind, transfer or change course if necessary. It was about reminding her that I will be here to support her and what’s best for her. I hope that knowing that contributed to her ability to step out and try.
I’m looking forward to her being home this summer. I miss her. I’m not going to lie though, I’m excited that she will be attending the college in the fall. It was hard to get over the empty-nest thing. I wasn’t looking forward to going through it all over again, even though I know I will in some ways. I’ve gotten back into some of my old habits, lightening up the diet a bit and knowing that whatever I put down somewhere is going to be right where I left it.
All that said, I’m reflecting a lot on when I made my own college decision 28 years ago. The emotions I feel right now are eerily similar—excitement, fear, pride, anxiety, joy, worry! I remember wondering what my parents thought and how this was all going to work out. All these years later, I still wonder how it’s all going to work out.
I’m proud of Hope. I’m so in awe of this kid; she never fails to amaze me.
April 17th, 2019 at 10:56 pm
Proud for you both!
Very best wishes!!!!!
April 17th, 2019 at 11:12 pm
Wonderful update and I’m glad for both of you! Cheers
April 18th, 2019 at 6:57 am
Congrats to both of you!!
April 18th, 2019 at 9:03 am
congratulations to Hope and to you!!!!!
April 18th, 2019 at 9:33 am
It sounds like a great match and somehow this post got the same tone and same hopeful anxiety to it as your post about the decision for her current school…
May 1st, 2019 at 9:00 pm
This is exciting! We put down a residence deposit too. C got accepted to an art school in Toronto. Proud and terrified!
May 1st, 2019 at 9:01 pm
May 1st, 2019 at 10:32 pm
What an exciting step!! Our oldest will be looking at this in four short years and I know it’ll be gone in the blink of an eye.