Class of 2010

My son graduates from high school today. All I can think about is the little boy and how fast he has grown up. I look around my house and remember when he would hang upside down from the bar in the closet...or hang from a room divider and swing. I see ghosts of little Mario's or Luigi's from the time he loved to dress like his favorite Nintendo characters. Each room in this house holds a memory...even the bathroom...where I would help him bathe when he was younger and the tub time discussions we would have. I hear the laughter and noises from the birthday parties, family game nights, holidays. I think back to the magic of leaving food for the reindeer and looking up the chimney when the stockings were hung. I even can hear the tears of struggling with homework and not wanting to write spelling sentences. We laugh at that now. He was a kid who couldn't write a spelling sentence if it wasn't true. And the balls...always a ball. Basketball, baseball, football, tennis ball.

I look at the young man he is now. I am often blown away at the incredible young man he has become. He is a natural leader. He is kind. His English teacher this year told him that he was the only one of all her students who said hello to her everyday. He is just that kind of guy!

I wish him the best of luck in his future. I can't wait to see the man he will become.Although I really miss the little guy, I love him for the person he is now.