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This happened on Saturday and I was ok with it. I really was. Honest. I was fine up and until that highschool band started playing Pomp and Circumstance. It was then, and only then that my eyes began to well up and tears spilled down my cheeks.

You see, this is how she used to look. Her and her brother.

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And this is how they looked last night at dinner.

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As we drove home last night in the dark, I reached over and took her hand in mine. Holding it as I drove, I remembered a different time, a different hand. Her chubby baby fingers have given way to the long slender fingers of a woman. Time has taken my baby girl and given me a beautiful, strong and independent woman/child.

I miss the baby that was, but I'm excited to see what the young woman will now become....

Congratulations baby girl.

Comments

  1. Vicus Scurra9:26 AM

    Yes, I would cry too, if I had to sit through a bloody graduation ceremony, with its appalling cliched dross, false sentiment, dull and dreary speeches, and the whole virtually infinite sameness of it all. And you have to go through two more, poor thing! Please do not get suicidal, instead encourage your children to drop out.

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  2. Unknown5:35 PM

    Vicus dear, please read for comprehension. I do not have two more to go, I have
    THREE     more to go!

    Unless of course you've been in contact with my son and have some distressing news for me.

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  3. FirstNations7:33 PM

    oooh, pam, congratulations!

    i gotta tell you, though, graduation may be a proud moment, but NOTHING beats the day they MOVE OUT!!!!

    well, maybe the SECOND TIME THEY FINALLY MOVE OUT. they're both good moments.
    hugs!!!

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  4. Zig3:58 AM

    she looks JUST like you! - There's no getting away from it then, she's definitely yours - and stop gloating some of us still have 4 to go!

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  5. Sketchy5:01 AM

    Congratulations! So now what does one do??? Really...it boggles my mind to contemplate.

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  6. Paige2:44 PM

    Wow! How exciting. Steph looks gorgeous and I can't believe that my little beehive babysitter has graduated.

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  7. Paige2:45 PM

    What a wonderful occasion. Steph looks gorgeous, I would have cried too. I can't believe my little beehive babysitter has graduated.

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  8. Romeo Morningwood7:09 AM

    Wow! My karma is in full checkmate.
    One graduating University, two in the middle, and one graduating from Kindergarten

    ((THUD))

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