Yesterday UK school leavers got their A-levels results. So this is official now; my son has got accepted to the University of his choice and will be leaving us soon…
I don’t even understand myself, how I feel about it. I still remember myself leaving my parents for university and new life. My Life. I was so excited and couldn’t wait that moment. I never looked back to see how they took it. I guess, nobody does…[The good thing – I can still remember that! :-p ]
It was such a great step for me! I was so insensitive to my parent's feelings, that couldn’t hold my happiness from showing all over my face…bet they were not that pleased to see that…
Well, I hope I am not one of those moms who would feel sad to see their child finally leaving home. I don’t really want him to stay with us any longer – it’s time to go and to Live. Just feels a little “strange”, perhaps. Well, we did spent so many years together! Lol. In fact, I can’t even remember any time without him being around. I don’t think I know what we will do, when left just to ourselves…We never used to…
I was so pleased to see his happy face, when he finally realised, that what he’s been waiting for – it’s real now! I hope that he will do with his life what he wants. And that what he wants, will be – the best. And I am making a wish now:
Let my boy meet a lot of good people on his way. And even if he is in trouble, let there always be someone near to give him a hand and to help him through.
On Friendship Again!(things never change, do they?)
Was sitting at my favourite cafe in central Oxford today. Once again amazed on how the place can change internal quality when it’s not filled with the customers. It really feels like – some warp in the middle of that poorely decorated cheap room – once in there – you see things outside differently…
Anyway…Have been thinking on friendship again. When someone come across your way, someone who inspire you to get changed, who can lead you and help you – you call them – friends. You don’t go and change yourself for any stranger, but if you feel you want to make that effort for someone – then you know – that someone is not a stranger anymore.
From the other hand, friends are those, who can accept us as we are – good or bad, just what we are in reality.
Isn’t strange? We can do something really big for the friends, yet it is them, who need this the least…hmmmmm…
What a neverknown mystery that is! Just how far can you go for your friend? And how much of you can real friend accept?