Whenever Any Form of Government Becomes Destructive To These Ends,
It Is The Right of the People to Alter Or To Abolish It,
And To Institute New Government
Brother Epa will get this, Brother Pasto will one day
we moved our youngest daughter into college. I'm not sure who was more nervous
or excited. Excited for her as we were the other girls of course.
not as though we haven't done this before. Granted the first time was twelve
years ago (HOLY CRAP!) and the last time was 11 years ago (HOLY CRAP! again).
those intervening years both of the older girls have moved out and away, some
far away. The wife and I have had 5 jobs, 4 vehicles and now 4 grandchildren
(but stay tuned).
would think we would be skilled and smooth about this.
this was different. This was moving our last child out. Not away to camp or to
visit one of her sisters for a few weeks in the summer.
her out and on her own (of a sorts) to return only for holiday breaks and a few
months in the summer. And the occasional weekend since she is going close to
is different because for the last 30 years 5 months and 11 days I have primarily
self identified (as it is all the rage to say today) as a father. Which means my schedule
has more often than not been dependent on theirs. Getting them to school and
band and concerts and dance class (I read sooo many books sitting in that
corner chair waiting for her) and Friday Night Lights at Don Thomas and doctor
appointments and to work and home again and planning meals and mowing and trips
to the gym or just a night out with the spouse around that schedule.
parties and big Christmas parties and Bigger Graduation parties
very dicey tango around the bathroom when everyone is trying to get ready for
work or school
their music drown out mine (which is no small feat)
their TeeVee shows louder than mine or "Dad could you turn your TeeVee
laughing giggling friends over
out with friends Dad! Not sure when I'll be back!
out with a boy dad (NOW JUST A DOGGONE MINUTE!)
waiting up for them in that EZ chair until I fell asleep. But never locking up
until I knew they were home
the occasional midnight rescue mission when their friends car proved less than
the party (or its' guests) were real duds
all the other noisy boisterous joyous sometimes cranky cantankerous happy sad
moody loud sullen heartbreaking heart thrilling things that fill your every
sense when you are a committed (mind yer manners folks) primarily self
identifying creature known as a parent. And loving every mnute of it.
now, suddenly, that chapter closes.
years 5 months and 11 days and
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