It’s been a somewhat funny week this time around. Some good news in that we managed to get the downstairs bathroom shower replaced – I know, first world problems eh? But it will give the kids (both teens) more privacy. True perhaps for the Ever Lovely Mrs J as well who uses the ensuite one upstairs.
Like most early teens, our youngest has been back at school for the new term, although due to an Inset day for the staff, had today off. Wee Man on the other hand, will be making his way to university this coming Monday. Quite a change for him, I think, and I hope he finds what he needs.
It was an age since I went. Indeed we still had polytechnics back then. 🙂 While Wee Man will be staying home and traveling in – I know, right. Commuting to a place. How 2018! 😉 – for many new students, they will be staying away.
Going to uni, in my view at least, isn’t just about education. We’ll skip over the commentary about drinking and debt, but it’s also chance to grow as a person. At home and in school, I think people are often defined by – or even constrained by – their past. A college, there’s a chance to start again: to learn from your mistakes and try new things.
As a young man back then, I was so glad to be away from my home town and leave behind how people saw me. A room on my own also meant I had space to discover who I was and try things out. I met some cool people too and I’m still in touch with some of them.
Sure, I had some set backs – like the impact of being outed back home and later, not passing my course – but from a growing up point of view, leaving home let me grow.
I might not have left with a qualification, but I did find who I was, met the Ever Lovely Mrs J, and learned how to live on my own. I don’t say the latter as a brag, but to say that anyone younger reader this can absolutely do the same. Plus, passing isn’t everything. Hmm, where have we read that phrase before? 😉 Sometimes it’s not always about academic matters. So if you’re moving on this summer, good luck, wherever you go and whatever you’re up to.