Mt. Pleasant Classical Academy

No one shared with me what a roller-coaster ride senior year would be. Or, if they did I didn’t hear them.

Sure I heard that it was a year of waiting—waiting for the first acceptance, waiting for the financial aid letters to come, waiting for the merit scholarship letters to come in, waiting for DS to write the essay for this scholarship or that scholarship, but oh my…..I haven’t felt this way for 15 or 16 years. I have to go back to the days of infertility prior to DS #2 to feeling like I do now. Such a roller coaster ride.

To date DS has been accepted to 8 colleges and received several merit scholarships from schools that award merit awards in their acceptance letters. But we continue to wait. Wait for ‘the other’ schools to announce their merit awards. Right now DS wants to go to the college 7 hours from home. It would mean a mountain of debt for him but geez, he felt at home there. SO is that where he should go? I certainly don’t want him to take on that kind of debt just to be away from home but I also understand the desire to be somewhere that feels like home. Somewhere where the kids are like you, geeky like you, awkward in a cafeteria line when they bump into you just like you would, and interested in discussing thermodynamics at the breakfast table because that is what interests you.

How I wish we would win the lottery so I could say to DS, go. Go where you feel at home, where you will enjoy being, even if it is hours from us.