It seems like I just graduated from college.
I recently shared with you the above photo of my alma mater, University of California at Santa Barbara (UCSB).
Yesterday morning, I sat by the UCSB campus lagoon (just feet from the ocean) and watched my daughter, my firstborn, graduate in the exact same location I did just a (short?) time ago.
It was deja vu in the strongest sense of the word.
I know this is not a "mommy" blog and I rarely write about my kids/family here. I don't write about my kids because they're old enough to share their own personal stories with who they want, when they want. Also, I'm very protective of them and blasting their photos and personal information all over the world doesn't make me feel very secure about their safety. (I know YOU are wonderful, but I do get an occasional nut-job visiting 24.)
I am, however, bursting with emotion over yesterday's event.
There is pride, and happiness, of course. My daughter graduated from college which is something to be very proud of in the first place. She put my college GPA to shame while getting her degree and, additionally, minored in a secondary field. In addition, she was part of the University of California Honors Program, and graduated with the highest honors - all in only three years.
So, excuse me for having a "mom moment" today, but I am just so proud of all she has accomplished!
She will be living with us here in The OC for a short while and, of course, I'm thrilled about that too.
But the moment was also bittersweet. She was recently accepted, and given a scholarship, to a graduate school three thousand miles away. In a few short weeks, she will be moving across the country, far from home. *sniff*
I'm warning you in advance, I'll be a crazy mess and puddle of tears when the time comes to see her off.
For today, however, I need to finish unpacking, get caught up on chores, and begin editing the zillions of photos I took over the weekend.
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