The winds have blown strong here all week. Typical graduation weather. There have been some years when a severe thunderstorm blows through on graduation day. We have no graduations to attend so it doesn’t affect us, except to say, it’s graduation time.
Many of my former students have graduations in their lives. Some have children who are graduating from preschool all the way to college. Some are graduating themselves. Although very happy to see them celebrating their children’s successes, it saddens me to see a few of them celebrating something they never attained. And yet, they held so much promise, but something happened, along the way, that halted their forward trajectory. The next generation outshines them. Perhaps that’s the way it’s meant to be.
One student, who was at the top of her high school graduating class, is getting her bachelor’s degree, twenty years after high school. She is raising two boys on her own, works full time, and has been taking classes off and on for all this time. She never gave up. I am immensely proud of her and her example to her children.
No one is ever too old to achieve their dreams. If not now, then when?