My daughter and son graduate this week, one from college, one from basic training. I have a million thoughts racing through my mind: memories of them as young kids; long talks that we’ve had about what they wanted to do with their lives; and the challenges they’ve overcome.
They’ve worked so hard to get to this point, late nights in high school and college writing research papers and studying and long hours in the gym working on pull ups and putting in miles running. They’ve had their ups and downs, tests of all types that didn’t quite go as they expected, but they’ve fought through every challenge.
A good friend asked me how I’m doing, that I must feel like I’m on Cloud 9. He couldn’t have been more right, there’s nothing like seeing your kids work hard, make their dreams come true, and land in a good place.
It’s frankly the best feeling in the world.
It’s going to be a memorable week and I don’t want it to slip by too fast. I want to enjoy every single minute of it.
My wife thinks I’m going to lose it when they graduate. I’m honestly not sure. I could make a fool of myself cheering, I could be a puddle of tears, I don’t really know, I’m just glad that we have a chance to celebrate and be together.
In short, I want to enjoy the moment. I know how special it is, I know too how much work has gone into making it a reality. I’m proud of my kids and everything they’re becoming. I thank God too for the chance to celebrate with them.
Let the fun times begin.
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