I can’t believe I’m typing this, but it’s true: Tomorrow, we take Catherine to her first college open house.
(now this person):
is starting to look at colleges.
It’s an early look — to a get a lay of the land. Having just started junior year of high school a couple of months ago, there is no rush yet for her to decide, but there’s no time like the present to check it out.
I think it may actually be the first time she’s doing something early rather than at the last minute.
Her chosen field is early childhood education, and for that her early teachers and after-school care ladies deserve much of the credit. I know she’ll be great.
Still, looking at colleges is a new path for us both.
Back in the day, I was not yet “living out loud” as I am today. I kept things simple and low-key. I applied only to two places that offered journalism degrees, chose the one closest to home and commuted the whole time.
Here’s how I looked back then:
Don’t get me wrong — Pace U in White Plains, NY, was terrific. I had a great experience, found a fabulous mentor who remains my champion, and learned a ton of things — not all of them from books.
Here are just two of my fondest collegiate finds:
During orientation, I met a Jersey girl (and her bicycle!). Her name is Bernadette and she became my comrade in arms in Journalism Center, and remains a good friend and sounding board to this day.
And the first weeks of class, I met the woman who is the yin to my yang. Jacquie remains my rock, sister and soul mate.
Maybe at one of these schools we will visit this year, similar connections await Catherine.
All I know for now, however, is that my checkbook is already quaking and there is a lot of discussion about what we are wearing tomorrow.
Unspoken (so far) is how embarrassing I am in public.
I know fashionable ladies don’t usually repeat outfits, but I thought maybe I’d go with my August ensemble of two different shoes.