I am having trouble concentrating on writing this week. My oldest is graduating from college with her degree in Graphic Design and I am so excited for her. I love that she has gotten a degree in something she loves and is good at. Even in these uncertain economic times I know she will do well. She has been so stressed out this week getting her projects done and everything finished to present but it looks great to me. Of course I’m just the mom.
I am so impressed that she knows where she wants to go and what she wants to be. And that she is taking all the steps to get there. At her age I had no idea what I wanted. No direction. Too many choices for someone as attention challenged as me, was actually a bad thing. I wish I had been smart enough just to sit down and write. To commit to something I knew I was good at but wasn’t confident enough to pursue. I am so proud of her ability to pursue her dream.
She is an amazing daughter who taught me so much over the years. She is brave, smart and stands up for what she believes in. She will fiercely defend the underdog. She is unfailingly polite and diplomatic (that of course applies outside of the house. Inside she is a normal twenty one year old). She keeps a secret like I have never seen in a person her age. If you tell her something it will go to her grave with her. She would be an outstanding spy. You would never know what she knows and she would rather die than tell you.
She has also always loved clothes. When she was a child she loved colors and mixing and matching patterns. Or not matching as the case may be. She would put on these funky outfits with her shoes on the wrong feet. I would just sigh and out we went! I know people thought I was crazy to let her wear whatever she wanted. The thing is I always felt like there would be plenty of times in her life where people would expect her to conform. If there was ever a time she could wear whatever she wanted and get away with it, childhood was it. Is it any shock that she ended up at a Fashion school?
She has the heart of an artist. She never likes anything she does and it is never good enough. She never wants to show anyone her work and she will tell you she hates it all. Really? Personally I love it but again, what do I know? I’m just the mom.
I am so blessed to have her as a daughter. She has grown into an extraordinary adult. I can’t wait to see what the Lord has planned for her future. I know it is something fabulous.