Literally just got back from my 18 year old daughter, Jessicas highschool graduation....I have to say I am happy and sad and meloncholy all at the same time. It was amazing to me to see my first born walk across the field to recieve her diploma.
When we found eachother after the tossing of the hats we took the standard pics, then she grabbed my hand and said she wanted to show me her favorite spot on campus. She dragged me to a far away corner of the large campus and we end up at a childs playground and classroom....the classroom where she was a student teacher for four years for preschool kids. And then she started to cry....it broke my heart and made me even more proud of her. She is scared to death right now about her future....she will start college in the fall to be what else...a teacher! My daughter is going to make the most loving caring teacher out there