Samantha is in 8th grade and will be starting high school next September. She’s our last one. The last one to graduate junior high and the last one to go to high school. You would think after our older 2 girls this would be easy. Nope. Samantha is nothing like our older 2 girls. She definitely marches to her own, unique drum. And her choice of high school, down to activities will be very different than her sisters’ .
Last night we went to an open house of the high school I attended and graduated from. It had totally changed in the past 31 years in an absolute good way. I remember the halls were pretty drab, like nothing to write home about and it was clean and all but again…whatever…it was just school… Last night the school was shining like a superstar, no kidding. It was immaculately clean; the halls and bulletin boards were decorated in fun ways some teachers posted signs saying what college they graduated from and to ask them about that college. I thought that was pretty cool. Samantha made plans to “shadow” another student for one day later on in the month, she’s looking forward to that and I think it will be a good experience.
We are going to visit at least 2 other high school open houses. I’m looking forward to seeing what the other schools have to offer. One school I’m not too keen on because he the public transportation options aren’t the greatest. Plus I’m not sure if there’s a lottery to get in since it’s a charter school.
I guess I should be feeling sad or melancholy about this whole thing, she’s the baby, blah, blah… But I don’t. The older my kids get the more I enjoy their independence and I enjoy their company. We can be together and just hang out or go out somewhere and there’s no crying or fits. People always used to say that I would miss my kids being young/small. I don’t. Don’t get me wrong we had plenty of good times when everyone was younger but now to have them be young adults or in Samantha’s case a young teen and to not be nervous because the house suddenly got quiet is really, really nice. I look forward to Samantha’s choice of high school, and I look forward to all the milestones that come with those 4 years.
Menay O; mom to 4, Christian and thrift shopper on the side... 