Dellutri Law Group - July 2019

July 2019

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Sending My Firstborn to College Here Today, Gone Tomorrow

There are a few key moments in your adult life you’ll never forget, like the day you first met your spouse, the first day at a new job, and the exact moment you found out you were going to be a parent. Memories like these are all stepping stones only the luckiest of us will get to experience, and I certainly consider myself to be a lucky guy for all the blessings I’ve received over the years. Yet, for all these beautiful memories, there’s always going to be some that are bittersweet. For me, I know one of those moments is coming too soon: My daughter, Alyssa, will be heading off to college at the end of the summer. When she was a baby, I remember coming home every day to a sight that warmed my heart. As soon as I opened the door, this little girl would come running through the house yelling, “Daddy! Daddy!” before diving into my arms. It made me count the minutes until I could come home every day, making me proud that I was able to provide for such a loving family. I truly knew what it meant to be a dad. Over the years, these habits changed, and my little girl has now grown into an amazingly beautiful young woman. She no longer runs into my arms when I get home, but it seems each hug is sweeter and still filled with unconditional love. Now that she’s getting ready to take this next step in her life and her brother Nick is almost old enough to drive, my wife and I are starting to get a serious case of empty nest syndrome. We’re not quite there yet —

we’ve got a few years to go — but we can still hardly believe how fast the time has gone. Then again, we try to see the bigger picture as much as we can. I keep telling myself that this is a good thing . The passing of time is the only way we’re able to mark the memories that mean the most to us. It has to happen sometime. Instead of worrying, we’re just trying to make the most of what time we have left before we drop her off at school. At the end of the day, you get sad when your kids leave the house, but you would probably be sadder if they never made their own decisions and expanded their horizons. She’s worked hard to get to that next level, and we can’t wait to be there when she needs our love, our support, or just an ear to listen. After all, it’s her choices that will define the woman she will become, and I know she will make the right ones. In many ways, Alyssa is still the same little girl she was back then: loving, caring, and kind to everyone. Except now when I’ve come home the past few years, she’s been sitting at the kitchen table finishing up her homework. Marjorie and I couldn’t be prouder of the studious and talented woman she’s grown up to be. We may even be worthy of a pat on the back for a job well done, but that pat will have to come another day. Her hard work and ambitions have led her down the right track in life and set her on a course to attend the University of Florida in the fall. All the years, the laughs, and the tears have added up to her seeking out new and exciting opportunities

–Carmen Dellutri With that in mind, does anybody have any advice for their lawyer? If you’re going through something similar, have gone through it in the past, or just feel like reaching out with a few words of wisdom, I’d greatly appreciate it. Otherwise, we’ll always be here to take care of all your legal needs. Simply give us a call or visit our website anytime at to find out more. for herself. That’s what life should be about anyway, always looking for that next step to take you to where you want to be. While she’s busy expanding her horizons in Gainesville, we’ll be here waiting for a phone call or a text whenever she wants to talk. Even so, as the day approaches and we’re getting closer and closer to saying goodbye, I can’t help but think about coming home to that empty parking spot in the driveway and her empty seat at the table that used to be filled with books. Now I understand what millions of other dads have gone through over the years, and boy, oh, boy do I empathize with them. Marjorie is doing much better with this than I am. She thinks it’s funny that one day I will be faced with an even bigger dilemma — the day our little girl comes home with a gleam in her eye for a guy who is not me!

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