It's Homecoming Week, So Why Do I Feel Sad?

My daughter started high school several weeks ago, and it still feels strange to me.


I've only been to her high school once since she started.

•  When she was in elementary school, I was there everyday.  Now there's no real reason to go.


I haven't stopped by to say "hi" to her teachers.

•  Even in junior high, I knew her teachers well.  Now I can't remember all her teachers' names.


I haven't even dropped her off in the morning.

• When she was little, I walked her to school every day.  In junior high, I often drove her to school.  Now she takes the bus every day.  She doesn't need my help getting to school anymore.


This week is Homecoming Week.

Each day has a different theme like Pajama Day or Superhero Day.

Today is Formal Day.  She left for school in a cute dress and flats.


Saturday is the homecoming football game and Homecoming Dance.

She told me she wanted to go to the football game with her friends.

And the dance.

OK.


So when did my daughter become old enough to:

1. Get to school on time without my assistance?

2. Not really need me at school at all?

3. Navigate the world of high school all on her own?

4. Plan big social events without my input?

5. Go to a Homecoming Dance?


As a mother of an only child, I have done a lot with my child.  Maybe more than parents who have to split some of their time between children.  Maybe I have done more than I had to or should have some of the time.

I understand the importance of independence.

I mean, really, does anyone want their 30 year-old child living at home?

But, she's not 30.  She's 14.


I'm so proud of her independence and ability to figure out high school!

I guess I'm just a little sad that she doesn't need me as much anymore.

Of course she still needs me.  Our kids always need us.

Just in different ways.


So as she enjoys Homecoming Week, I'm getting used to being the parent of a smart, independent, awesome high school daughter.

It feels pretty good.

(And just a little sad.)