We survived.
I survived.
I woke up the day after graduation and the sun had risen and the world was still turning and Maxwell was still Maxwell and I was still his mom. I wasn't sure any of that would happen after I watched my boy walk across that stage but it did. Thank God, it all did.
I couldn't sit down as we waited for the ceremony to begin. I was nervous. For what, I don't know. I just wasn't ready and then that dang graduation music started and the teachers and the kids all flooded in and I still wasn't ready. I needed just a second. I needed a minute. I needed 18 more years. That's just not how it works though. I couldn't
will another second or another minute or another year.
And then he walked by...
And I was still standing. I was crying, but I was still standing. A good sign, I suppose.
The ceremony was beautiful. Encouraging and pride-filled. Some of the kindest words said to me afterwards came from my sisters-in-law. They might not remember, but I always will. The love and support that our families showed us did not go unnoticed and was more appreciated than we could ever express. We love, love you all.
4A All State Lacrosse Game
Bishop Machebeuf High School
Graduation Day
May 25, 2018
"You have learned it. Now go live it."
Go out and make it happen, my boy.
