Our high school class got together over the weekend. It’s not one of the typical anniversary years. We just like being together, we cherish our dear old PHS, and we decided we can have a 31-year reunion if we’d like.
The calendar pages turn, life has mountains and valleys, and we come and go, moving through events and careers. It’s the wonderful flow of life. Summertime always brings plenty of that movement. High school graduates are off to college. College graduates are heading to parts unknown to take exciting new jobs.
I treasure a scene that stays in my mind. I was leaving Portales, yet again, for another adventure. We were moving to the other side of the world to see what we could see. The older I get, the more I realize the impact of those goodbyes. So I truly understand the emotion in my grandmother’s voice as she took my face in her hands, chin quivering, and said, “I am so proud of you.” I’ll always remember her encouraging words, even though she couldn’t smile that day.
Do you have a graduate leaving? I choke back a few tears along with you. Are you a young person taking off on a new path? Be kind to us if we cry.
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