It was love at last sight
It was love at first sight 16 years ago when we adopted our oldest teen, Kassiane. She was two days old we we “first” cast eyes upon her. She was cute as a bug with a head full of curly hair and beautiful blue eyes. For years, everywhere we went someone commented not only about the curly mane, but on how beautiful she was. She was a great baby, a bright, cute little toddler, a quiet adolescent, and then all of a sudden, she became a striking, accomplished artsy teenager.
How did it happen so quickly, I keep asking myself each day? Not only that – but my other two teens right on the heels of Kass, are becoming all grown up too, now both also in high school.
My head spins to consider it all. Just now, over these past few weeks and especially the last few days, my focus has been very much on Kass, since she has flown from the nest and is away at art school. We checked her in last week, the culmination of weeks of preparation, packing and planning. She was SO excited that I couldn’t help but feel the excitement too – only I felt reservation and anxiety along with the excitement at the thought of driving away from that school and coming home without her.
She was immediately at home; smiling, laughing and quickly joining friends that she had known previously during summer sessions. She was completely at ease, familiar with her surroundings, and ready to begin a new chapter in her young life. My feelings are so mixed – excited to death for her in this great opportunity and the chance to fly on her own; yet, my heart tugs and feels heavy knowing she won’t be home with our family except some occasional week-ends, holidays, and of course, next summer. Is it Thanksgiving yet? We parted from her on the campus quietly, without alot of drama from me. She was anxious to re-join her friends waiting at the bottom of the hill. We hugged and kissed – I cried. She flew down the hill like a lovely bird. It was love at last sight ( at least until we skype!).
What are some other departing scenarios from parents whose teens have just taken flight to college or elsewhere?

































That was excellent. Sad stuff and yet amazing. I still think of them as much younger in my minds eye. Weird. I know that Kass will do well and make you and Tim proud.
We miss Kass down on this end of the street, too. I can’t imagine how hard it was to leave her at school, but I think it’s great that you support her in her love of art enough to let her go.