Yesterday we took Jessalynn to move into Harper Hall at UNL. Jessalynn rode with Pat and Jessica rode with me and both cars were full of all the things we could think of that she might need for her new life. My emotions and thought were overwhelming. First, just bursting pride that this amazing granddaughter was starting college, was about to live a dream she had held and worked for all her young life. My joy for her brought tears to my eyes along with the heartache that she was going away from me. Not just physically, but she was going on to a stage of her life that I had no experience in, going places I too had dreamed of but never reached. The positive evolution of our family. She is leading where I hope all my grandchildren will follow.
I would be afraid for her under any circumstances going off on her own but Covid adds that extra fear that I can't even grasp, don't want to have to. Yes, a part of me hoped college would be delayed for the pandemic danger but I also didn't want to face her disappointment if Covid crushed her dreams. I had to pray that colleges would open and that she would be safe, bulletproof, like many idiotic leaders claim young people are.
I am so very thankful I lived to see this day.
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