The first week of June. High School Graduation time.
High schools are winding down their year all over the land. Commencement exercises were recently, or soon will be, held. The gown, the cap, the tassel. The endurance of speeches from those much older and ever so much wiser; the march across the stage, probably in the gymnasium, to receive the diploma are all a part of it. The part that you have been anxiously looking forward to if you are a graduating student or a parent of such an one.
This year we have a granddaughter and a great granddaughter who will forever identify themselves as "Class of '11." The celebrations, the open houses, the hugs will mark the point in the lives of the grandparents where the separation from these girls will come starkly into focus as they move on to college and into their "adult" lives.
The next family high school commencements: two years for a granddaughter, five years for a great granddaughter and a granddaughter, six years for a grandson, and seven years for the last of the grandchildren.
Advice? Stay well and do good.
Congratulations Dakota and Ariel!