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Last night I was finally home with some downtime.
"Mom, can you come upstairs?"
I'm settled and comfortable on the sofa. I'm thankful she can't see my eyeroll.
Cecily was debating outfits for the job fair today. She is in the final weeks of her BS/MS program from UConn, and there will be a lot school districts all in one place on the hunt for energetic, passionate teachers like her.
"Which shirt do you like?"
She had on a striped one with my favorite brown blazer.
"Does it go okay with the blazer?"
Sometimes, when the girls are getting ready to go out, I might not always tell the truth or have a strong opinion or even study the options that hard. (A risky thing to write in this post since they are likely to read it.)
"Which do you like better?" she asked. "The plain one or the stripes?"
I debated. I envisioned myself as the person meeting her.
"I like the stripes," I said.
I returned to my sofa seat, and a little while later, Cecily came down with the plain t-shirt and two tan blazers. (There are currently three women living here, so options exist.)
"The sisters like this better," she said.
I'm frequently overruled.
This morning, Cecily has been in my room a few times. She looks great in the plain t-shirt and shorter tan blazer. Her resume is polished, her hair is great...
And her excitement and passion? Wow. I can't wait to hear how her day goes.
I love the feeling of family you portray. What a blessing for you all. Best wishes, Cecily!
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