The Art of Letting Go: A Parent’s Perspective on College Auditions
- lovem0mmovement

- Mar 27, 2025
- 2 min read

So here I am, sitting at Texas State University, waiting while my teenager goes through the audition process for their music school. 🎶 At this point, he’s been accepted to three universities. Of those, he chose to move forward with two… so, this is his last audition before making a final decision.
His dad and I have our preferences, of course. But this isn’t our choice—it’s his. He has to trust his gut, and we have to respect that, even if it means he chooses a school farther from home. Our role? Support. Encourage. Stand beside him as he steps into this next chapter of his life.
A Blend of Excitement and Angst
It’s a beautiful day ☀️, and I’ve been walking back and forth between the music school and the student center, getting my steps in while watching the other students here for auditions. They’re buzzing with excitement, bonding over the shared experience. Some have serious, focused expressions, while others are smiling and laughing, vocally articulating music scores, and riding the wave of anticipation. And the kids who are already attending are acting like everyone is part of a big family.
I try to picture my son here—what life will look like for him in a few months, how much he’ll grow and change. Although the vibe is outstanding; suddenly, I’m the one filled with angst.
Because while this is an exciting new adventure for him, it’s also stirring up every unresolved emotion I have around abandonment and loss. It’s a strange mix—immense pride and a quiet ache.
The Secondary Experience
As parents, this moment is our experience too, but in a secondary way. It’s not about us, but it affects us deeply. We’ve spent years raising them, guiding them, preparing them for independence—and then, in what feels like an instant, they stand at the edge of something new, ready to take the leap.
So I’ll keep a stiff upper lip 😌. I’ll stay neutral. I provide space for him to be in his moment, while inside, I’m bracing for the change. And later, when I’m home and he’s off making his decision, I’ll let the tears come. Because this is the beginning of something amazing for him… and the start of a whole new chapter for me too.
To every parent going through this—breathe. It’s okay to be excited and heartbroken at the same time. And to every student stepping into this journey—trust yourself. You’re ready.
I’d love to hear from you! Have thoughts, questions, or just need another mama’s perspective? Drop me a line and let’s connect—together, we can navigate this wild journey of motherhood and figure it out one step at a time.
Love Mom
Davindia



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