It's the moment they all wait for, that special moment after 4 years of hard work, agonizing over tests, grades, papers and dorm life:
And from the smiles, you can see it all seems worth it at the end. . . even in this dreary, scary, economy:
Of course, Brian did not actually present Dianna with her diploma, but he would have if she asked him to!
I am shocked that it's been nearly a month since I posted last! There's something about getting in the garden, graduation, and moving young adults hither and yon, up and down the stairs, to and thro, back and forth, that can just knock the wind out of the middle-aged! This last weekend may be our last batch of "ground support" for awhile, but shouldn't there be a statute of limitations that comes with this adult chore?
Fortunately, at Dianna's apartment, one of her roommate's boyfriend burst from his car, announcing "The muscle has arrived," and it had! Total music to our ears, and FYI if any young adults when to impress the middle-aged, just put that energy to use and you will be our Friend for Life!
(And I, personally, would feed you cupcakes!)
I'm glad Maria, my sweet, brilliant, kind sister-in-law filled you in a bit on life in our family while I recharged batteries, but I'm so glad to be back in "blogging mode!"
Many nights I fell asleep thinking "but I have to blog about this," but there was no time. Words would swirl around in my brain, and now there's so much blogging matter floating around in my cerebellum that I think I'm oozing brain neurons! And that ain't pretty! I barely know what to start, but as Anne LaMott would say in "Bird by Bird," (her book on writing), I'll just have to start, photo by photo, one day at a time!