For the first time, my daughter won’t be home for Thanksgiving this year. She’s in school abroad. Shockingly her professors don’t seem to care that she is American and a major holiday is coming! Her last day of classes are the day after Thanksgiving and reviews have been scheduled for all of Thanksgiving week.
So she has a really good reason to stay at school. And of course, we’re happy that she is putting school first. But I won’t lie. I’m sad. Sad because this is absolute proof that our family is changing. No longer can I demand the presence of my children at a holiday feast and expect them to come. No longer can I pretend that I’m at the center of their lives. And no longer can I pretend that my daughter isn’t turning into an adult with her own life, her own demands, and her own priorities.