How do you like my new shirt?
I took my final final yesterday afternoon and walked out of the Joseph Smith Building a new woman. I was waiting for Dane to finish his final and as I stood there it hit me that I really was finished. As I thought about that and how long it has taken and how good it felt, I started to cry. It felt a little odd because somewhere inside of me I was waiting to exhale. I still felt this huge weight on me that I really didn't know was there.
The funny thing was that when I got home it was business as usual. The job of a mother is never done really. I had to start thinking about dinner, which I have spent about 9 months avoiding. After Harold got home I ended up fixing French Toast. No bacon, sausage, eggs, or hashbrowns. Just French Toast with OJ. Oh, and no syrup because we were out. I'll admit that dinner was a little anti-climatic after my big day, but that is life really. I remember President Hinckley saying something about life being like a long train ride with nothing much to see with the occasional beautiful vista to break up the journey. (That is of course a paraphrase, I am kind of a stickler for quoting directly, especially from a prophet, but Harold is in the shower and when it comes to quoting prophets he is way better at remembering than I.)
I am headed out to watch Sav at the Hershey Track Meet for 6th graders today. I have no idea which events she is participating in, me being the really focused mother that I have been lately. Next week is Mack's meet, which he has been waiting for, for months. And, I have agreed to be a parent escort that day, so that should be fun.
To My Mother-In-Law: That is funny that you mention graduating in 1968. Harold also mentioned that he graduated in 1998. Me in 2008. So then I figured out that Sav could possibly graduate in 2018. That "8" must be a lucky number!
Also, I have been admitted into the "Young Alumni" association. I have been seeing signs around for it and I had no idea what it meant. Of course I am thinking Young from Brigham Young. Nope, it turns out that it means those who are within 10 years of graduation. So officially Harold is no longer a Young Alum, but I am!
9 comments:
That alumni look is good on you! :)
You look awesome. Your hair is way cute too. I can't wait for the big party, see you there.
I'm actually kind of feeling nostalgic for BYU. (Class of '94). I wish I had jumped through all the hoopes and participated in graduation. Getting a diploma in the mail months later just isn't the same. Nice shirt!
You look fabulous as usual! Don't sweat it about the lack of motherly focus. Sometimes doing your best means that at least your kids didn't got to bed hungry. Have fun at the activities.
Nice shirt, nice logo, nice graduate. Fun days ahead. It's all about you. We leave tomorrow. Bill is counting down the hours before he can get his hands on Ella. We're still waiting for a food assignment for the BIG party (maybe you've given it to Abbie) See you soon
PS Yes, I did remember Harold graduated in 1998--30 big ones after I did, but I didn't mention it. Now I see it was part of that chain of '08's to get the loooong range of perspective for the future, too.
Alumni looks good on you:) Congrats. Sounds like you have a lot of partying to do. Better get busy!
you look HOT in that shirt! many congrats! i am excited to see you this weekend!
You look Fabulous in your BYU t-shirt. Congratulations on making it through! What a great example you will be for your kids when they are ready to go to college!
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