Those who know us personally are surely asking: But wasn't he already in college? Didn't he graduate? The answer to both of those questions is, yes, he did. 2 1/2 years ago, when he was still married, Dominic undertook to get his license in Aviation Maintenance (A & P). And he did brilliantly! Got the best of grades, aced his tests, top of his class, and graduated with honors. However, the job market was not what he had expected. For 7 months, he faithfully searched, networked, applied, everything but begged for a job, but there were none to be found. Several of his classmates found themselves in the same position. Nada, zero, zilch.
His dream had always been to go to Huntingdon and pursue a degree in History, but he put that aside in favor of the A & P so that he could support his family more quickly. But seeing as how his wife said "Sayonara" shortly after he began the program, he found himself free to pursue loftier goals. So he took the ACT (26!) and applied for Huntingdon.
Faster than he ever dreamed possible, he got an answer. Accepted! And not only accepted, but accepted for Spring 2012. As in starting in January. If you look above, you will see that the acceptance letter was dated December 8, a mere month before he had to start! So he put his affairs in order as quickly as he could, packed his things, and arrived on campus for new student orientation yesterday. He will start classes on Monday the 9th.
I won't lie, it's tough for Momma to not have him around on a daily basis. We shared so much together, that a feel a part of me is missing. But as a Mom, I know that this is not only what he wants, but what he needs. He needs freedom, independence, a chance to make mistakes and gain victories and spread his wings and truly FLY. All without his parents being right there looking over his shoulder.
I am and have always been extremely proud of Dominic. But I am doubly so today. I know that he has what it takes to make it out there. I know that I have taught him all I can, and that now it's up to him to use and apply the things he's been taught. I know that he will grab life by the horns and wrestle it to the ground, if needed. And most of all, I know finally, after fits and starts and life-changing tragedies, that he is a grown man.
And I wish him well. Mazel Tov, my son!
I love you forever
I'll like you for always
as long as I'm living
My Baby you'll be