Just came back from baltimore. Took a drive with hubby to drop off three big-deal scholarship applications. The last few days have been a blur with the next step in the process. I now hold in the highest esteem any parent who has run this gauntlet. There are so many incremental steps that has brought us here that I keep having flashbacks. There is still so much to do.
One of the big deal scholarship apps that went out this morning was quite the project. A presentation notebook with six divided sections displaying different academic, artistic, and cultural achievement. Writing excerpts, essays, letters of recommendation, scores, etc and all wrapped up in a highly designed presentational piece. (ok it turned out really cool I must admit) Daniel stayed home from school to finish this thing and is now thoroughly brain-dead. This was quite evident when we dropped him off to school before going to baltimore. Upon getting out of the car he was clutching these three scholarship packets for dear life like he was taking them with him. He gets zoned now and then, but this was really funny. Between little sleep and writing(and re-re-writing) essays for three days straight, I don't think he would have been able to tell you his name at that particular moment.
brain dead. totally tapped.
I peeled the packets from his hands, asked him if he was alright, said goodbye and then Bryan and I headed to baltimore. Crazy days are ahead, no doubt.
The big looming transition is probably going to affect this family in unforeseen ways. It is already starting to show and we have just begun. Thursday, after paying a deposit for housing I got off the phone from MICA and started to cry. Totally surprised myself. A few days ago I went into the living room and Daniel was sitting on the couch with a blanket over his head (he later explained that it was shielding out the world). It was very funny seeing my eighteen year old regressing to such a childlike state, but I totally understood. We are all feeling a tug of reality.
The big thing that falls on my plate today is finishing up my tax info to give to my accountant. I stress about this on normal occasion, but there is now a real fire under my butt because scholarships won't be fully processed until all of the tax info is in. Got that little piece of info in a letter yesterday. Nothing like a little pressure.
Finances + Maternal Instinct = Motivation!
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