August 26, 2005⏤College - Can I remember?

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Robyn Rochelle Cox
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Friday, August 26, 2005
College - Can I remember?The school bell is ringing once again.

Kids are back in school and it is time for the sidewalks to be filled on the corners of each elementary, middle, and high school between 3 and 4:00 every week day. There is a bit of nostalgia drifting across me, as I read the blogs of those taking their children to different class levels.

Some of my friends are walking into elementary school for the first time and dropping off their babies in Kindergarten. Some are forging forward into Middle School traumas, or High School glories.

I got a call last night from Colorado. One such mom was so excited. We have been talking about this day for months. He, her oldest son, went to meet his teacher and take his pre-reading test. Mom has been a teacher. In fact, she was teacher of the year, one year. She is an incredible woman. Has a home that Martha Stewart only dreams of, because she creates it with love, kindness, honesty, and God. She is not a cookie cutter mom, or Christian. She is REAL and beautiful. She knows her son is ready, but it is hard. She has one younger. And at moments like these, she misses the one she lost in between. But, she is thrilled! Now, the phone is handed to her son. They are outside enjoying the cul-de-sac middle class suburban life. Mom hails him to stop and talk to "Ms. _____". He proceeds to give me about two seconds of "It was great, the classroom is really big, and we will be studying lots about animals and stuff. I'm really busy right now riding my scooter, so I've got to go! Bye, I love you Ms. ____!"

Mom is remembering the days.

I have another friend in Texas. (Wildly enough, she knows the teacher above - her kids went to the above teacher's school when said teacher lived in Texas.) Now, interestingly enough this friend is packing her oldest child off for college this year. They left yesterday to get her into the dorm. Now, the daughter is a bit apprehensive and more excited about the roommate situation than anything else. Well, that and grieving the reality that she is leaving the fella’ that she just met, and would like to get to know better, back here at home! (Don’t you just hate it when it works out that way ;^?)

This mom is so excited about being an Aggie Mom; which for those of you unfamiliar with this status means that she is just carrying on with the tradition of PTA mom. They will return without their daughter on Sunday, and this family will climb into their lakeside home and find a huge hole in an upstairs bedroom.

Mom is remembering the days.

A few days ago I sat in a huge arena. My ex-husband sat on the other side of the arena with his wife. With family and friends all around me, I watched my children walk across the stage to receive their diplomas. My son graduated Cum Laude at 9:00 am and his older sister (who graduated at 2:00 pm with letters on her board screaming “’03 FINALLY”) were drained, elated, and done. My son’s young wife and her family, friends of the family, family, my firefighter son, and I sat with wide appreciation for the hard work each of them had demonstrated. There was merriment, hugs, pictures, laughter, fun and of course, ICE CREAM! ---- They dunked their senior rings (an Aggie tradition – for those who don’t imbibe in a pitcher of beer). I drove home the next night, leaving them to their own responsibilities; their own celebrations.

Tonight, this mom remembers the days.

I’ll miss them, BUT – Dang Skippy, it’s DONE and they all DONE GOOD!

Hallelujah!

By the way – My daughter was interviewed and the ’03 FINALLY on her board was in the newspaper the next day along with her quote!

Who’duh thunk?
Looks like we are all mutating!

mutating missionary
Posted by Robyn Rochelle E. at Friday, August 26, 2005