It's graduation morning, at last. Not an end, not even a beginning. Just a day of celebration because we've made the ascent to the top of this particular mountain. I know there will be yet another summit to attempt tomorrow.
I'm alternately nervous about my speech and trying to just savor the day. I'm amazed at the kind things people are saying and doing, and afraid I'll be too nervous or too busy to stop and appreciate each one.
Just now my younger son is ironing his shirt, the house is quiet and I am remembering things. I remember attending graduation in my first year of law school and feeling how amazing it must be to be one of those who made it up there on that stage, and feeling that surely something was going to prevent my achieving that goal. Even last year at graduation, realizing it was just a year away, with the worst behind me, I still doubted. Well, here it is. It's difficult to get my head around it all of a sudden.
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