Change

Tonight we will honour our youngest child at his high school graduation.  I know so some it's just another day, but for me it seems so sad.  For 26 years we have children in our home, we have never just been the two of us.  I am excited for him, he has been an honour student thoughout his academic career, and is heading off to university in the fall.

I am proud of all my kids, they are really an incredible bunch.

Our son didn't like school at first, he was only three when he went to junior kindergarten, and for 3 months the school called me within half and hour of dropping him off, to come back and get him.  Eventually he would stay, but it took time.  When he was in grade 2 his teacher called me, and said for 2 weeks he was complaining he was sick and needed to go home, he needed to eat chicken noodle soup with his mom.  She thought since he seemed healthy she would call me.

Often as the youngest you get lost in the shuffle.  He was a patient little boy, going to figure skating practice, swim practice and basketball games, all for his sister.  He studied guitar, and played hockey.  He quietly went about his way, always eager to help, excelling at school.

These last couple of years, he has developed an interest in classic rock, and music of all kinds.  He was never embarrassed to ride in the car with me, singing Grease songs with the radio cranked.  He was my buddy, my thrifting friend, we went to yard sales, and concerts, My life is going to change in a big way shortly.

I want to embrace this change, and forge ahead.  I want him to know how incredibly excited we are for him as he embarks on his new life, full of promise and hope.  I want to mail him cookies. Hopefully he calls me and tells me about his adventures.  Perhaps I will have some to share too!!!!