Celebrations with Milo
Today Chloe, our eldest, finished her final high school exam and whilst feeling proud and excited I feel somewhat sad or perhaps melancholy – suddenly we have a young adult on our hands.
We celebrated with a toast of three generations - Chloe, Dad ("Pop") and me with red wine and Milo (in separate glasses).
We abandoned the idea of a pub celebration and headed back to Glenwood to help with the first day of shearing.
It feels like only yesterday that my little piggy tailed, toothless 5 year old was starting kindy and now there’s a beautiful young woman smiling at me, ready for the next chapter of her life. That evening I hugged Norm and cheered “WE DID IT”, and he said “Yeahhhh...Only 4 more to go!!!