It was a rainy graduation, one filled with family and fun, as our youngest graduated from the University of Arkansas. Time. That was the theme running through my head. What time is everyone getting into town? What time do we need to leave for Barnhill Arena? How long will it take to graduate 500 business students?
How exactly did time fast forward? My son graduated kindergarten five minutes ago. And five minutes before that, he was born.
Graduation is one of those occasions that makes me stop and reflect in a life-flashing-by-sort-of-way. The music gets to me. The caps and gowns and formality of it all. I remember my high school graduation. Waiting to hear my name called. Waiting to move that tassel from one side of the cap to the other. Waiting for my time. Stepping across the stage to the beginning of something new and exciting.
And then thirty-five years later, my baby has graduated from college. I’m thankful for every second it took to get to this point. I’m grateful for my own parents who instilled an educational mindset in me. We are blessed to live where we live, to have choices, and the means to succeed. So many don’t.
And hard work. Hard work is key.
Happy Graduation to all those walking the big walk this month!
Today the sun is shining, and the future is bright.
Grace Grits and Gardening
Farm. Food. Garden. Life.
[tweetthis]I’m thinking back on our rainy #graduation weekend. #Thankful. So very thankful. #Waltongrad #UARK15 @UArkansas[/tweetthis]
“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the one who’ll decide where to go…” ― Dr. Seuss, Oh, The Places You’ll Go!
Seals & Crofts – We May Never Pass this Way Again (My graduation song in 1980…)