The news came last Thursday, and it was more exciting than I ever imagined. My oldest child texted me from school informing me that her classmates were logging into the application portal and realizing their acceptance to Texas A&M University. She asked if I had her application password (you know one of those like FGT$%^%$#) with me, and I didn’t. We were both in a state until I could race home, log in, and see that fated phrase.
Welcome to Texas A&M University
EEEEK!!! I texted her a screenshot, but before she even had a chance to receive it, I called her. Then, before we even had a chance to talk, I hung up, and facetimed her. Yes, I will admit it, I was a complete freaking out spaz of a mom. It was the exact same exciting feeling of taking that first positive pregnancy test—of wanting, and hoping so much for a blessing, and then seeing the actuality! It. was. overwhelming.
She actually works in my husband’s accounting office after school, so she carried me (on facetime) down the hall, and almost broke up a meeting to tell him. I’m not sure, but I think his eyes were a little shiny at the news. He wears an Aggie lanyard to work everyday, and just ever so slightly motioned to it with an almighty “Gig ‘Em". I think we were all floating.
I immediately texted our “tribe” of family and friends to meet in town before the Decatur Homecoming game. I wanted to gather our people to celebrate, toast, and memorialize this moment. MY KID IS GOING TO BE AN AGGIE! After years of back and forth, not knowing if she even wanted to be an Aggie, and then deciding to apply, and THEN to be accepted! It was just one of the happiest days.
We celebrated with snacks and beverages, and then as rain caused delays in our hometown homecoming, we stayed for Book Trivia (which could not have been more perfect for my bookworm child). Friends, grandparents, parents, and siblings—we created a team, and worked together as much as we could muster (through our constant excitement when we remembered that thing about AGGIELAND).
After the trivia, we did manage to attend Hometown Homecoming, complete with a Senior Mum, and hugs from friends all around. It really was one of the best days—a day of things coming together, and a day to live, celebrate and love.