You might be thinking that I’m referring to a dinner for old people, what with being…. uh, I’m not even sure how old I am. Seriously. I forget. Must be a senior moment! Anyhow, this dinner was for college seniors, or, more precisely, ones in the particular university my daughter attends & for the sorority. But let’s backtrack to a few weekends ago:
It was the night of the induction dinner. The new pledges were officially part of the sorority. Theresa came home from that dinner, reminiscing about her induction dinner a few years back. One of the things they do at this dinner is have the parents of the girls write something and then they read it at the dinner. Being me, I went with funny. Theresa was pretty much making fun of me & what I wrote. Honestly, I suck at writing that sort of thing. So she laughs at me (because that’s what my kids do!) and then goes off to bed.
After she leaves, I go into my desk, pull out a piece of paper & show it to Frank. It said something about the senior dinner & how they wanted the parents to write something. Great. And now, after having her laugh at me, it would be an even more difficult task!
I tried my best. I went for serious instead of funny. I emailed it to the girl in charge and let out a sigh of relief that, if nothing else, at least I got the job done.
Tonight was the senior dinner. As I was sitting on the couch, watching the ballgame, I got a text from Theresa that said, “Thanks, Mommy.” I texted her back to ask if I did a better job this time. Her response was, “lol.” I’ll take that for a huge YES.
Here I thought my job was over when she graduated from high school. Little did I know there was still more. The good part is she graduates in exactly 2 weeks. Then, after some summer courses & 1 more year, will have her Masters. Then I’m truly done. Well except for Stephen, but that’s another story altogether.