Rejection and acceptance
Along with senior year comes the task of checking out colleges, applications, etc. Breeze had her list of colleges, and applied to her top 2. #1 was Pratt in NYC, and the thought of her venturing off to the big city on her own scared me shitless.
We waited a few weeks after she applied, and one day that thin envelope came in the mail. Rejection. Of course she was devastated, but she bounced back pretty quickly. I was impressed because the way she handled it showed a lot of maturity. They did recommend that she start out at another art school and transfer in, so at least it wasn't a flat-out "No, we don't want you."
So on to the next. Less expensive, closer to home, in a familiar city, but the compromise is in her major. They don't offer fashion *design*, but they do offer fashion and retail mgmt. This would be a good thing, because it'll show her the business side of the industry.
After the application process, several trips to the campus, and countless phone calls back and forth, we finally got word on Friday. She has been ACCEPTED to the Art Institute in Charleston! WTG, Breeze!!
Along with the joy comes the feelings of "Holy shit, my little girl's going to college THIS year" and "We need to win the lottery". I am so proud of her, though. So to those who've tried to squash her dream and push her into a different path in life...FUCK YOU!