The essay is done, the common app is in, the transcripts and
the letters of recommendation have all been sent – my daughter’s application
for early decision into college is DONE! I thought we would both feel this huge
sense of relief. And yet…
I do, actually, feel relief, even though I had relatively
little input into the proceedings. My daughter owned this from the get-go. She
knew where she wanted to apply, so little advice was needed there. And though
she wanted to occasionally bounce ideas off me, asking me to read bits and
pieces of the application and essay and offer ways to edit and trim, the whole
process was totally self-generated. She didn’t want to talk about it unless she
had some specific need or question. She said all the talk about college just
ramped up the anxiety factor. Wisely, she avoided the subject with friends,
too, trying hard not to buy into all the drama inherent in the process. Other
teens have told me they always appreciate parents who don’t talk about the
subject too often, dreading the onslaught of friends and family who keep
asking, “So, where are you applying to college?”
But now that all is said and done for the moment, with the
flurry of activity and focus behind her, relief in the accomplishment of
surviving the application process is supplanted by feelings of helplessness –
there is nothing more she can do at this point. Then there’s the anxiety of
waiting. Me, I’m second guessing myself, wondering if I should have done more,
been more proactive, suggested some ideas for fleshing out her supplemental
material so that the admissions office would know every wonderful facet of what
my child can offer their school…
December 15 can’t come soon enough.
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