Getting my hopes up
Consequently my kids got the message loud and clear that they were not college material, especially since they had no clue of .what they wanted to study.By the time Gemma graduated, Graham went into a deep funk. He didn't know why (no meds MIGHT be the reason!) What he kept telling me over and over in the angriest tone of voice is that he didn't want to go to college, he didn't know where, or even how to apply using naviance He was a wreck.
Gemma knew she wanted to take this year, but I'm betting that will eventually find the right school when she's ready. Right now she is having the time of her life in Miami.
To recap, 2 kids in various stages of wandering. I don't worry about Gem. She will be fine. Graham? Not so much. He wouldn't even let me open my mouth to discuss the possibility of going to college. Mr No Sir, No Way was a rock that stuck tight.
Until tonight. We were talking this afternoon about this and that when the subject came up. And he said unto me, " I do want to go to college." And the heavens opened and revealed a sapphire sky. Tis a miracle indeed. Stumble It! JBlog Me