Recently my daughter sent me a message saying that my granddaughter would be graduating from high school on June 4th. Before I received that message I had just assumed that Brianna wouldn’t be graduating until 2019, so I thought I still had plenty of time to arrange my trip. Now I had 3 weeks to figure out how to get back to Northern New Hampshire, if I wanted to watch her receive her diploma.
It will take me longer than a normal weekend just to arrange for the trip there…nevermind a return trip. We are short-staffed at work, so I am assuming that it would be impossible to ask for a whole week off. So I ain’t asking for time off, I will just tell my boss that I am leaving. My last day of work will be May 31st. Yes that won’t help the staffing situation at work…but sometimes you just have to say “Oh f♡<k it!” and do what you want and not worry about what someone else wants.
I have missed so many family events…weddings, birthdays, family reunion, holidays, funerals, and I have never even met most of my 13 grandkids. I don’t even know when half their birthdays are. I missed most events because I was working in different states, mostly on the other side of the country.
Brianna is my oldest granddaughter and I have no idea who she is as a person. I know that she recently started a job but have no idea what the job is or if she even likes it. I don’t know if she will stay at this job or go on to college somewhere. I have no idea what her interests are, so I don’t know what she would even study in college if she ever decided to go. I’m not sure if she will stay in New England or decide to move to AZ, to be closer to her dad’s family. Geez, don’t grandparents usually have a clue on all that stuff? Well I guess this is one grandmother that really is just a name on the family tree and nothing more.
Well seeing as I have now bought my plane ticket from Phoenix to Boston, and got a hotel room in Northern New Hampshire for 2 or 3 nights it’s time to get packing. I have 1 small suitcase for my checked luggage. So small that my winter coat doesn’t even fit in it. I will just have to leave all winter clothes behind, and worry about them in another 6 months. Oh hell, I don’t even know where I will be in 6 months. Oh hell, I ain’t figured out yet what I will be doing after I attend this graduation.
Just when I start thinking it’s safe to relax and settle in at my present location, life throws a curveball at me. I should be used to it by now.