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Wednesday, 17 September 2014

Letting Go and Moving On...

Beloved daughter Olivia moved into her new uni accommodation back in July and was a complete poppet for making her own way home (how she describes uni - sob!) last weekend, after spending the month with us. It was tough to see her leave with her suitcase and holdall and to know that apart from weekly Skype sessions, it's unlikely we'll get to see her again before Christmas. The previous night she'd snuggled up next to me on the sofa, I made the most of hugging her and hoped that the memory would last a very long time.

Our other daughter, Sophia meanwhile, moved out of halls in June, brought all of her belongings back home and hence needed to move back to uni on Monday.

Sophia might be only 125 miles from home but the journey can be a difficult one. We are at the mercy of the motorway network and this can be a complete nightmare. We set off at 7am on Monday morning resigned to the fact that the day would be a long one and armed only with Ibuprofen and the promise of lunch at Carluccios.

We hadn't reached the end of the road before realising that there was a bag left behind in the hall. After retrieving this, we head off once more. As predicted the traffic was hellish and we arrived feeling knackered and unprepared for the day of chaos that lay ahead.

Her new house is fairly lovely for student accommodation and by the time we've unloaded and made her room habitable, it was looking rather gorgeous. We realised that we'd left all of the coat hangers behind and needed to buy an extension cable, but apart from that, it looked pretty good. We had no idea what else has been left behind? All of this will unfurl eventually and I'll get to send lots of stuff on in the post. Sophia is excited to be home and is looking forward to living in a house, rather than halls.

After shopping to replace some of the missing items, we headed off for lunch. Carluccios was a little bit of heaven after a busy morning and provided a final opportunity to spoil our daughter before she starts to fend for herself in the kitchen.

After lunch, we stopped off at the supermarket where Sophia flung lots of cheap student staples expensive stuff into the trolley with great enthusiasm as she knew that mum was going to pick up the tab!

Her cupboards and fridge were bulging by the time we'd unpacked all of the shopping and soon it was time for Mr A and myself to head home. I steal every opportunity to extract hugs from my daughter and whisper words of encouragement for the year ahead. I drive home feeling very sad indeed.

If the journey to uni on Monday morning was slow, the way home it was even worse. The M6 was closed and we had to take a detour that delayed us by more than 2 hours. We arrive home eventually to be greeted by a stroppy cat who has been home alone for more than 14 hours and we are too tired for anything but sleep.

This summer has been a hectic one with both daughters in our 3-bed detached. There were days when I couldn't hear myself think and I craved only peace and quiet and solitude. But now that they're gone, the house is too empty and I wish that I'd gone with the flow and made more of the mayhem. I find myself talking to the cat and contemplating finding a full-time job to fill the gap.

I hope that year 2 at uni is even more fabulous than the first. I hope that my daughters continue to mature into incredible young women and cherish every minute of the freedom that is theirs for the taking. There will probably never be another time in their lives when they are as free as they are now. They are happily settled at uni, lucky enough to be studying subjects they are passionate about and to share a house with exceptionally good friends.

It's a pleasure to see my daughters make their way in the world. At times it's also hard to acknowledge that I need to let go, but my daughters are growing up and it's what I must do....

Until next time...

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21 comments :

  1. Sob... what a lovely post. I know people tell you enjoy your kids while they are young as they grow up so quickly, and going off to uni is something that I hope/sure will happen to us at some point. While I always moan about the lack of time/sleep/relaxing I get to do at the moment, I am sure once we have that all back I will be a nightmare. Hope you're not missing the girls too much x

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  2. Oh I feel your pain. So hard to see them grow up and move away. I'm sure your daughters felt your love while they were home. Sometimes it's feast or famine with kids. They're either all around into everything or not there at all. Happy medium can't be found! I hope you have a wonderful fall and Christmas will be fun to plan for!

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  3. Aww! What a lovely post....I can't imagine my girls not living with me.....So scary.
    You can tell you are so proud of your girls and you have every reason to be! Good luck to them x

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  4. Oh I miss uni so much! The excitement September brings. It must be so quiet now they're both gone, but Christmas will come round faster than you think x.

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  5. Ah it must be so hard to have them move away, if only to uni! I have all of this to come. I have to agree though, it really does sound as though you have prepared them well for their futures x x x

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  6. Must be exciting to see them grow up, but scary too. Sounds like they are enjoying their independence.

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  7. Wow, such a big life change - but so exciting for the girls! Can only imagine how that must feel...I'm still in the very beginning phase of kids, but it's already going by so fast!

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  8. Lovely lovely post, I always forget you have a uni aged daughter. I hope its a wonderful year for her, I found it a bit more settled than the first when I went as you're over that whole "newness" of it all, mostly.

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  9. My biggest sister has just left us for her new life in Uni. She is 2 1/2 hours away. She is settling well and loving it, but we are missing her LIKE CRAZY. Your house must be very quiet! At least Mummy still has three of us at home. Lovely post #PoCoLo x

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  10. You are basically following the exact route I do, even with picking up that first grocery tab, which always hurts, but we do it anyways. For the love of our children.

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  11. I remember writing about you don't know what you've got till its gone. What a bittersweet post =) #pocolo

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  12. I've told my kids that we'll get a puppy when they leave for Uni as I'll need something to replace them with :-) @afamilyday #pocolo

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  13. Lovely post, it's hard to imagine what it will be like when my boys fly the nest...but with my oldest who is 12 is closer than I like to think! Thanks for sharing #pocolo

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  14. Oh Izzie, this is such a lovely post. It must feel so bittersweet all this daughters going to University business. Having the peace and quiet but wanting your daughters there causing mess and mayhem. Life goes on and continues to change but it isn't always easy. Thinking of you. Thank you for linking to PoCoLo :) x

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  15. Oh wow! I'm struggling to adapt to my daughter starting nursery... Never mind university! Still, wonderful to see them making their own way in the world, and a great testament to your amazing sacrifice for them over the years. Lovely to find your blog! #Sharewithme

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  16. Oh this brings memories of my uni days flooding back Izzie! Setting up home - a big new adventure. I have no idea how my mum felt about it though - I have no recollection of her being particularly upset! She did write me regular letters though and I was only in Brighton (they were in London). Hope both girls do appreciate the amazing freedom of those carefree days - over all too quickly xx #sharewithme

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  17. Oh I totally understand how you feel, albeit that my big hurdle is all three of mine now being at a Primary school. I can completely empathise with talking to the cat though, and have definitely contemplated going back to work. These new stages are often hardest for the mums to adapt to, aren't they? Xx #sharewithme (Life at the Little Wood)

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  18. Ahh glad you got some snuggle and made the most of it. they grow up so fast and I am scared for this day to come with my two. I swear I will be one of those parents that text emails and facetime their kids to death. They will hate me but I can't imagine without them daily. You are amazing and done so well! I must just keep having more kids. lol Thanks for linking up to #sharewithme

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  19. Gosh so hard, I've been in pieces over my sons starting school and nursery-we must let them fly I know and I keep reminding myself that at 33, I still need my Mum! Thanks for linking up to #brilliantblogposts x

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  20. What a lovely post. This brings back memories of being a student and leaving home for the first time. Now I have children on my own and we are dealing with the first years of primary school. Time seems to pass so quickly, and although it's a while before my children will even be contemplating university, you've really made me think about making the most of our time together while they are still living at home x

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