So Much to Talk About – Prom/Graduation/Life

I know, I know, I’m not the most consistent blogger, am I??  There is a good reason .. I think anyway … I have way too much to talk about and I don’t know where to start.  Seriously, do I just jump right in or start at the beginning??  Given the time, I think I’ll jump in …

Well, it’s mid-July and I’m just getting around to announcing my beautiful daughter’s high school prom and graduation.  Sad, I know, but I wanted to prepare my readers before I posted pictures but I guess there is no way to prepare someone for some things.

I guess my biggest fear about prom, for both my girls, was what would happen if they didn’t have a date?  That would be horrible.  Alyssa had a boyfriend for her grade 12 year, but Ashley, as you know, was so skeptical on the whole dating thing.  She wasn’t sure if she should be around the “cool” guys or just go her own way … well, she went her own way … this will be a whole other blog post, but for now let me show you how gorgeous her and her date looked the night of her prom:

Ashely & her Girlfriend, Destiny

Ashely & her Girlfriend, Destiny

This is her girlfriend, Destiny, and she’s in love with her.  I think I knew long before she did that she was more interested in girls than boys.  It was just a gut feeling I had and I knew it was only a matter of time before she figured it out.  She bought her a nice corsage and was extremely stressed about the whole week.  Her and her friends from her school days all went to a different high school so they were graduating with Destiny, but Ashley was by herself – she was feeling extremely lonely the whole week.  At one point she turned to me and said, “mom, I feel so left out, this is the hardest week of my life”.  I cried inside … actually, that’s a lie … I cried in my room.  You have no idea how much I couldn’t wait for this week to be over!  My baby was graduating and I couldn’t wait for it to be over – but that’s only because she’s hurting inside and I wanted it to go away.


Me & Ashley


Alyssa, John, Me, Ashley & Destiny









A few days later it was graduation night … I figured I’d cry profusely, but I was so upset about the fighting between her and Destiny I couldn’t even concentrate on how much I was watching my baby complete school.  She didn’t have a good time during jr & high schools with the bullying and lack of friends.  It was a constant fight to get her out of bed every morning to go to school.  Her first year of high school she missed the whole month of January due to depression – it was extremely difficult to get her out of bed to go.  She hated school.  She dragged her ass there everyday because she knew deep down that she had to get her grade 12 in order to be successful in a career.  I tried desperately to teach her how important an education is … without one you can’t get too far in life … so the fighting continued … for what seemed to be every morning.  She made it … she finished … and it felt like God lifted a million pounds off my shoulders!

Me & My Girls

Me & My Girls

John, Ashley, Me & Alyssa

John, Ashley, Me & Alyssa

Me & My Girl

She did it!

She did it!

So now we’re preparing for college – well I am preparing for her.  She has chosen to take a trade – which I completely support with all of my heart – she’s going to take plumbing and pipe-fitting.  I think she’ll love it.  If she doesn’t then I’ll try and talk her into taking a mechanical course … I think she’d like that one much better.

This week – she’s turning 18 years old and I’m STILL trying to teach her how to take care of herself … she’s just not getting it … she has no concept of money, no concept of the future – she lives in the moment, which sometimes is good … actually, it’s great … but she needs to think ahead.  I’m taking care of her money … why … because I’m seriously scared she’ll spend it all.  I know, probably a good lesson to learn, but I’m really trying to get her to realize she can’t just keep spending – she needs to come up with a plan and I’ll be here to teach her how … or at least try.

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