Yaya’s best friend left her home few days ago. She completed grade 12 and took early admission decision in one of the Ivy league colleges and got her admission. Although her classes start only in end of Aug, she has decided to join a language school in Europe and travel around a bit before going to US.
Her mother is a good friend of mine and I go to their house often. Before she left, I went over to her house to say good bye.
“Do you want to see something?” My friend asked and then she took me to her daughter’s bedroom.
Apart from the bed(missing the bed sheet and pillow), the study table, the chair and the electrical fittings, the room was empty. Absolutely empty. All the posters that adorned the walls, the fluffy pink carpet on the floor, the bean bag and all the knick knacks collected over 17 years have gone. There were no traces of 17 years of life lived in that room.
Apparently the daughter felt, it is only right to clear out her stuff as she is leaving home.
The past few weeks Yaya has been busy cleaning out her closet and I thought that was a good thing. Now I think, she too is purging all evidence of her existence in my house.
I know as a parent I must let her go, but what I didn’t know was that letting go involved removing all evidence of existence..