My oldest daughter graduates from high school
today. How does this make me feel? Sad, happy, proud. How did this happen? It seems that time went by so fast. She was my special baby girl. She helped me (without her even knowing) get
through the loss of my son. It’s hard to
dwell on suffering and grief when you have a little bundle of feistiness and
energy. And she was feisty. “Spirited” is how I described her. She is still that way. I am so proud of her. She has turned into such an amazing
person. She’s smart, beautiful, funny,
goofy as all get out, and compassionate.
I could go on and on. She is…her. And she’s not going to change who she is for
anyone. She stays true to herself and
her beliefs. She’s the confident person
I wish I had been at that age. I love
her with all of my heart.
I’m going to cry tonight
at graduation. I’m not one to show my
emotions in public, but tonight I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself. I need to remember tissues.
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