Personal Weather Report - Unsettled.
Writing Activity - Still on hiatus. Am reading in my genre for fun and research.
I completed five manuscripts in a period of eighteen months, so I know about endings. They're bittersweet. On the one hand, finishing a story thrills me like little else. On the other, I go through withdrawal. Having spent weeks or months with my characters, I miss them.
I'm coming to the end of a major chapter in my life. My daughter and only child started her senior year of high school. I snapped a picture as she prepared to leave the house the first day of school, a tradition begun when she was in Kindergarten. I acted cheery, but inside wistfulness waged war with excitement.
Yesterday I attended my final Back-to-School night. My throat grew tight as I drove to the campus, realizing this was another in a year-long parade of lasts. I willed myself not to let threatening tears escape.
How am I going to handle this time of transition? Just as I immerse myself in a story when it's pouring forth, my goal is to savor each event or activity. Instead of focusing on the future, I want to remain in the here and now.
Yes, my daughter's childhood will soon be over, but I could end up missing out on some serious fun if I give in to bouts of melancholy. I want to enjoy this special time in her life.
When The End comes and my husband and I leave our daughter at her college dorm next fall, I don't want to drive away filled with regrets. Bittersweet though the moment will be, I want to look back on her senior year as having been one of the high points of our time together,
Have you raised a child/children? If so, how did you deal with the transition from childhood to young adulthood?