My sweet girl graduated from high school today. It’s bittersweet for me. I am so proud of her and will miss her so much next year. She’s ready though. She is so smart and so beautiful. I love her so very much. Congratulations to my beautiful Bear in her very special day. And to her boyfriend, Piano Man, who luckily is feeling better after a terrible viral illness that lasted over a week, the last of his high school career, leaving him bed bound and significantly skinnier. I love them both!
It’s graduation time again. This year, I have another daughter graduating from high school. She is very bright and studious. She exemplifies a student in her attitude. As my dad would say, she is a worker. I’m very proud of her. I should be. I’m proud of all my kids. They are naturally good kids and so far, none of them have given us any trouble. I hope that trend continues. This one, however, has been mature beyond her years her entire life.
When Clare was 2, she was very small and dainty. I remember very vividly a day when she and I were home together. Her older sister was at pre-school and Clare was playing quietly with her green, Mardi Gras beads. She held them up to the window sill and said very clearly, “Mom, my necklace is approximately this long.” I was bewildered that she should say such a big word and use it correctly. I might point out that she had just turned 2. Most of the children her age were speaking in very short sentences but her sentences were very complex. I stared at my child, asked her to repeat herself just in case I hadn’t heard correctly. I had. The look on her face was one of incredulity. It was as if she couldn’t believe I didn’t know what that word meant. This is my child. This is my overachiever.
In kindergarten, she would come home from school every day and sit down immediately, without having to be told, and do her “homework”. I have NEVER had to tell her to do her homework. She always has done it and she has always done well. She has also always done extra credit when it was given. As I say, she is a worker. I wish all 4 of my kids would do their homework so easily. My oldest has to study on her own now that she is away at school but she had to be coaxed some when she was younger. My younger 2 have always been terrible about doing homework. It amazes me that they all came from me!
These are my children. These are our future. They are my hope but they also have their own hopes and dreams which will lead them to their own desires and destinies. Clare will start her pre-med studies this fall at university away from home. Her older sister is in nursing. My younger 2 will do other things unrelated to medicine, I’m certain. They each have their own paths to follow and things to accomplish along the way.
My oldest daughter, Emma, is an extraordinary vocalist. She started her college career, as many do, not sure what she wanted to be, but began in music education. She loves music, but was scared to death to think that all the hard work and hours put in would leave her without a job at the end of her college years. She has now switched to the field of nursing and loves it. She is compassionate and empathetic and will be an invaluable nurse.
In high school, she not only succeeded but excelled in music. She achieved the female solo for the All-District performances her sophomore and senior years and went to All-State Honors Choir both her junior and senior years. She got her silver cross, an accomplishment which is not easy to achieve in music which culminates with a beautiful solo recital at the end. She was succeeding in college as well, but wasn’t happy. One needs to be happy to have hope and to be our hope for the future.
Clare has excelled in the classroom and in music as well. She has a very high GPA, she is in the National Honor Society and French National Honor Society, but musically, she didn’t go for her silver cross. She opted to go the route of senior recital instead. For once, she chose the option of less stress. She made All-State Choir her Senior year. She has no notions of majoring in music. She will major in pre-med and something else which is still undecided.
As I say, our children are our hope for the future. There is no denying that. We’ve all heard people say that, or sing it. It’s how our world continues. My hope is that I’ve done a good job rearing them. I pray often that my children will be independent, intelligent and strong. I want them to always make the best decisions they can but to think about things before they do make a decision. I want them to make their future bright, as my oldest 2 are now adults, in the eyes of the law. To me, they will always be my baby girls. I still have 2 more that I can make a difference in and I hope that they listen sometimes. I hope they will be like their older sisters and succeed in life.