Back then, when Ifeoluwa (above) was in Queens' College, a high school with boarding facility, I was stressing on how she would cope with all those strict school prefects and “senior” students because of her very young age and fragile frame.
As a college undergraduate (below) my fear was how she would “survive” in the midst of the much older, “street-wise” students on campus.
Now the young lady is all grown and matured with established personal principles…
Shouldn’t a parent calm down and relax? Not me!
Since she relocated to Washington DC last weekend (see the following pictures) to start a new life as a graduate student, I can’t help feeling “somehow” because…I miss my girl…and a lot more than I did during her past academic pursuits.
From left (above) Titilola (my wonderful wife) Me and my girl, Ifeoluwa.
From right (above) Ifeoluwa, Ebunoluwa (a.ka. last born) and Titilola (the proud mom).
2 comments:
That's a great way of saying it. No matter how old they are you will always worry about your kids. But you can rest in the assurance that what you have taught them stays with them for life.
That is so right! Thanks for the kind comment ma'am.
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