And it seems he may be right because despite trying hard not to worry or stress about Daisy's future despite the huge amounts of money this sharp elbowed middle class helicopter parent has thrown at her I was not looking forward to last Thursday one little bit. Daisy wanted to open her results with me, I drove to my school and logged on and waited, she arrived hot and sweaty having collected her friends results by mistake and thus had to run back up the hill to give them back and collect the right results. Sensibly she elected to see if she had a university place rather than face opening her results and you have probably guessed already by the lack of brevity in my tone she got into York.
Sorry I may have to shout that a little louder, DAISY GOT INTO YORK UNIVERSITY
Her results were a little disappointing but I don't care because she made it. Never in our wildest dreams did we think she would get into York, her first choice, so after a volcanic eruption of suppressed emotion of worry, doubt and fear she was finally able to plan for her future. And what a future she has, 3 years as an undergraduate studying Bio archaeology, WOW
Even better she will get a cooked meal once a week because guess who lives in York...? Her Gran of course, perfect. She will live in halls for the first year so as not to be a totally social outcast but to save money may move in with Mother by year 2.
Of course where there is happiness there is sadness and I am now a deflated balloon of expectation, tinged with real grief as my beautiful Daisy is leaving home, I am not so stupid as to think of her as a friend, she's not, she's my daughter but as such she is like a limb and the loss of her is making me feel overwhelmingly sad.
We both feel unwell which is probably the aftershock of all the stress.
My kitchen has gone for a burton too, I was, as a consolation prize hoping to knock down the wall between the kitchen and dining room and open up the back into a lighter space, instead the money will pay her tuition fees. One small little nugget is that I finally get 'a room of my own' but it is a very hollow positive at the moment.
Trying to post on this blog is currently a nightmare as the only available computer is Daisy's and as she failed to gain a summer job she uses it constantly, believe it or not I am back at work next week! where did that holiday go?