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 |   Reflections and ruminations from a modern day Alice - Life is Wonderland |
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Reflections and ruminations from a modern day Alice - Life is Wonderland  Welcome to the place were I chronicle my own falls down dark holes and adventures chasing white rabbits! Come on In, Take a Bite, You Never Know What You May Find... "Curiouser and curiouser." Alice in Wonderland    |
| Age 14th – A Beautiful New Chapter Advances Jaden started high school this year at age 14th. She elected to attend our local town school, and at first, I questioned her motivations for passing up her slot at the beautiful, modern, technical high school she had first applied to. I worried she was making the decision for the wrong reasons, to remain close to her middle school boyfriend or because she doubted her ability to keep up with the accelerated academics during the abbreviated schedule inn between the trade instruction. After her 8th grade counselor reached out, I began to understand that her reasons were more closely tied to something else entirely. Sure, she insisted that she was interested in pursuing education and most certainly, a more traditional pathway would give her a better opportunity to move on to college. However, it was the way she talked about wanting to stay in her town that began to convince me this was a decision she was making with both her head and her heart. She is just starting her second trimester now as a freshman. After these first three months, I can admit with absolutely certainty that our daughter made the right call. She has made us so proud with the way she has put her academics first, finding the balance between taking on a sport and staying on top of her schoolwork. She has managed her time and her commitments with a maturity that has impressed me. Her grades have been outstanding. She has thrived in the independence-inducing environment of high school. I have been repeatedly impressed with her willingness to take on challenges and self-advocate when she needs to. One of the requirements I insisted on was that she go out for a sport in high school. The benefits of belonging to any team are countless. Even I had not expected that she would find a new passion for volleyball, and not to mention, the kinds of friends that fill my heart with joy. She has been drawn to the natural camaraderie built into the sport, and the team has become a new kind of home for her, a community within a community, which has been wonderful to watch. She has worked hard her freshman season, getting better with every match and defining herself as the best kind of athlete and teammate…loyal, dedicated, encouraging, coachable and determined. She has battered the siding on the house with her endless practicing, but I have grown to love the sound of her peppering in the driveway and the satisfying “thwack’” when one of her practices serves hits the mark. I have loved the times our house has been filled with girl ballers, enthusiastically playing on their knees in our living room or making sundaes in our kitchen. I will never forget the moment I found them all, 8 or 9 girls, gathered around on her bed, animated and laughing. Jaden looked so happy, like she was exactly where she was supposed to be at this time in her young life. I backed out of the room before I could be overcome by my own happy tears. My beautiful, reserved daughter has struggled with navigating friendships. She had been hurt and disappointed in the past, and I feared it would leave her guarded. For a while, she had floundered, seemingly lost. I know she struggled with loneliness. She made choices to be by herself, rather than be someone’s second or third choice, and that had exposed her to feeling isolated and alone for a long time. By the time she graduated from middle school, she had found better footing, and we both had looked at high school with hope for a fresh start. Watching her with her teammates, I see that hope reflected back at me in her smile and in the animated way she talks about school. She smiles a lot now; on the court, on the sidelines, in the stands and in the concession line at football games, in the back of my car sandwiched between her friends. I labor under no illusions that high school will be a cake walk. It will bring challenges; it will be harder at times than anything she’s done before. I worry all the time about her, but I’ve also learned, she’s stronger than I give her credit for sometimes. She’s growing every day into her own person, building a landscape for herself of things she loves, things she won’t accept or tolerate, things she thinks are worth waiting for, and things she wants for herself and the kind of people she wants in her life. For me, I am thoroughly enjoying age 14. I love being a volleyball mom, a high school booster, getting to experience her with her friends. I loved the excitement of her first homecoming. I love the way she is discovering herself each day, defining herself and what it means to be a high schooler. I’m excited for her at every moment, and I want her fully live in this time without holding back. We recently did a stint working concessions at a home football game. It seemed that half the town was in attendance, and I experienced first-hand, the feeling of belonging to a place, not just the town, but the community. I think that was what my daughter had been looking for all along. I believe she feels that she belongs here, and that’s a wonderful thing. At 14, she is still very much a typical teenager. She prefers to spend time in her room. We have to coerce and drag her to things. She is moody and not always forthcoming in details about what’s going on in her life. She doesn’t like when I nag her, or when her Dad tells her she’s got an attitude. The fleeting moments of voluntary affection are few and far between. However random, the times she launches into conversation, or peppers me with sincere questions or graces me with her undivided attention, are moments to be treasured. They are memories to be savored and squirreled away, a growing body of evidence that we are doing a good job with raising our young human. I love my daughter unconditionally, but I am truly enjoying her at this stage..something that both surprises me and gives me great and remarkable joy. |
| "Blogging Circle of Friends " Open in new Window. Day 3656 November 7, 2024 We're all going to pass at some point in time, which piece of your own writing would you like to be remembered by/with. If not a piece of writing what other remembrance would you choose? I remember when I found out I was expecting, I had a lot of questions. I discovered that far too often, the answers were "I don't really remember", whenever I queried other women about their pregnancy journey or questions about their child's developments. I promised myself that I would try my best to document my experiences of carrying my daughter, her birth and all the various milestones and cornerstone memories as she aged. For the most part, I have at least one entry/blog reflecting on each year of her life since her birth. My plan is to compile them into a book for her one day, so she will have my testimony of what it was like to be her mother and be part of her life's journey. From time to time, I reread them. I believe they are a gift to myself, as much as for her. I get to relive all my most precious memories of this life with her - the challenging years and the beautiful moments. Those entries are the writings I would most like to be remembered for. "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" Open in new Window. Day 2378 November 7, 2024 Prompt: "Patience is learned through waiting. " Eyen A. Gardner Write about this in your Blog entry. I am not good at patience. It is not a virtue I would ever claim to possess. I agree with the quote in the sense that sometimes, when given no choice but to wait, we discover we have more patience then we might think we have. It is uncomfortable to wait on someone else, to not have the control over the pace and march of time. |
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