Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Black Sunday

The letter I was hoping would never come was waiting for me when I got home from work this afternoon. It was sitting there, on the very top of the pile, just staring at me when I opened the mailbox. It was from the University of Wisconsin...letting me know that I have to hand over my only daughter to them on Sunday, September 6 between 8AM and 10AM. Seriously...how in the world did 18 years pass so quickly? I think back to her first day of kindergarten and can picture her in my mind (literally) like it was yesterday and I wonder if I felt then the same way I do now? I know that I need to let her go so she can learn to make her own choices, learn from her mistakes and just prepare for life in general but {damn!} someone should have told me how hard it would actually be to let her go...

2 comments:

Lisa said...

I can't even begin to imagine how difficult that day will be for you! Just reading your words made me weepy.

Jessica Rodarte said...

I'm literally in tears about this, Rachel. I feel like it's going to happen tomorrow.
And...
It really will feel like tomorrow; won't it...
Ugh.
Before you think, "I didn't realize Jessica was such a stalker reading my old posts..." I'm getting ideas for our swap! I'm getting a feel for your likes! Still stalkerish, huh? Crap.
And it doesn't help that you've received about 42 emails from me by now. ;)