I got up a little early this morning. No reason, just the birds woke me up through the open window.
The water’s on for coffee, and I’m thinking about the weekend. Not for the usual reasons, but for the Big Ones:
My little brother and sister are graduating from college.
I was shocked by my own graduation two Mays ago, but this one. This one’s even more surprising.
I have no problem with me growing and changing and maturing. But my brothers and sister? No, can’t you just stay where you are? Can’t you keep going to school and thinking about classes?
Time doesn’t stop for other people, either.
My cousin and I were talking about what to wear, and I said, “Well, it better be cute, cause these pictures go down in history.” Our family has scads of graduation photos, all six of us cousins lined up, showing support and 20+ years of camaraderie. It started with me, and a year later my cousin, and now the twins.
It’s even stranger to hear my parents say it feels like yesterday they were in college.
What’s the deal?
I thought if I were slow and really looked at things – the sun in the plum tree, the honeybees gathering yellow pollen on their legs – that time wouldn’t seem so fast.
But even that doesn’t stop it.
Here’s to the beginning of a crazy busy weekend. Here’s to celebrating hard work, the end of an era, and the christening of a new one.
[This was seriously one of the best days of my life. I know it’s weird, but it’s true. My sister says I can post pictures of their graduation, so be on the look-out.]