She's taller and with longer hair these days, but she's still a spitfire. Off she goes to school on Friday--she and Mr. Fix-it will make the trip as I have graduation for my school on the 23rd. Plus, parents' weekend is in late September. She's applied for approximately a gazillion jobs both on campus and in town and she's got a very good lead on one at the bookstore. Since we never mentioned a job to her, that has us parentals pretty stoked.
After a summer in which she generally spent time with friends of convenience (which we all need to do sometimes and is certainly a valuable life-skill), it has been lovely to see her reunited with some friends of the heart. Specfically one super-crunchy, feminist bad-ass who will be one of her roommates. Girls who DO things rather than just BE things--I have finally pinpointed exactly what draws me to certain kids.
Talking feminist politics and creating art in your spare time? I like it.
If you can tell a lot about a person by the friends they keep, I like what I can tell. This is good, honest, intelligent fun; not fake, cotton-candy Kardashian fun.
Can't wait to see all my girls at Parent's Day weekend. They are friends, and roommates, of the heart.
So there's this life (see above, the four roomies) and the one she'd have if she didn't get well. I'm so grateful she chose recovery. If all goes as well as it should, I will likely not mention her illness again. She doesn't want it to define her and she's right about that--she is not that girl anymore, not by a longshot.
One last thing-- I do want to encourage the parents of kids that have had any struggles similar to an eating disorder, to think about how you might help your child get the support they need, even in college. SB was going to have to take a random room draw because she wasn't in student housing second semester last year. Her two freshman roommates and her good friend from high school had become close and they all four wanted to share a suite. This three girls were key players in making sure SB alerted my to her relapse. Anyway, by getting her preferential housing through disability services, she was able to get in the suite with her friends. I feel it was absolutely the right thing for the college to do and I'm lucky she goes to a school that works to support students. I struggle sometimes with knowing that I can generally pen the missive that gets the thing I want, but I help other people, and I don't begrudge others, so I've decided I'm cool with it.
Be sure to visit Karen and Gary this week.