One week conquered

I know that one week wasn't really conquered. This is a mind twist I do to myself to get past difficult things, I change them into sports metaphors or something.

I want it to read, "1 Week Savored" or "1 Week Richer." I know that this time is great for Sabrina on so many different levels. Learning Spanish is a metaphor. That is tangible, and measurable. I also know that Sabrina is working from the inside out of being a stranger. I know that Sabrina has put herself in a position to be an outsider. In the end her people skill, and self confidence will be treasures for her just as precious as her ability to speak Spanish.

I drove past New Paltz yesterday (Where Sabrina will be a Freshman next year.) I thought of how much fun it will be to go to orientation. I thought of how "un-traumatic" the experience will be. Imagine kids and parents crying because they will be 2-3 hours away from home. In our case it will be a breeze. This will be the same when Sabrina takes a job, or gets married. We have faced separation now, and we are conquering it.

I saw Christopher (Sabrina's 8 year old brother) watching Sabrina's favorite show on TV (The Gilmore Girls.) When Sabrina was here they would fight each afternoon over the big TV. This is in a house with 6 TV's. Christopher would rage against the Gilmore Girls, and Sabrina would fight for the right to rewatch episodes she had seen before. Now when Christopher is watching, I know exactly what he is doing. Christopher is trying to catch the essence of his sister in the air. It is here. Sabrina is in ever corner of every room... I am leaving now to get my coffee, and when I order it I will think of her chuckling as I say "CreamOnly.. CreamOnly.."

I am proud of my daughter, and grateful for her inspirational courage. Go Beenie!