Changes

Changes. Indeed. Lots of 'em happening around here these days. I have a vague unrefined undercurrent constantly tugging at me these days. It feels soft and unformed yet sharp. Change.
Adam has graduated from high school. He did very well. He lettered in three academic areas. CASA, DECA and theater tech from Hickman High School. It was wonderful to see his efforts recognized. He also received a scholarship that is presented annually by the HHS Class of 1965. I was so proud of him. We didn't realize until the afternoon of graduation that my Uncle Skip was an alumni of the HHS Class of 1965. That made it even more special. It was wonderful watching Adam, his girlfriend, Emily and best friend Joel receive honors, awards and scholarships in the three of four ceremonies that we attended at Hickman.
My heart was full and my blessings were many. What a special group of friends. Adam, Joel, Ty'Rell and Jeremy have been in school together since kindergarten at Benton Elementary. It's been a privilege to watch this group of boys become young men together. I am as proud of each of the other three as I am of my own son. I went to two graduation ceremonies on May 21st. At 11am I watched my firstborn receive his diploma as a third generation Kewpie from Hickman. Joel and Emily also graduated from my alma mater. At 7pm I was able to witness Ty'Rell and Jeremy receive their diplomas from Rock Bridge High School. It has been a special time this spring. I am still trying each day to slow down and enjoy these moments as they pass into adulthood and try to make their own path in the world.
I always said I wanted to be the house where my kids and their friends hung out. I am so glad that it has worked out that way. These post graduation days have brought many extra sleepovers and late game nights as these boys wind down their childhood days together. Soon Joel will be heading off to MSU in Springfield. Emily will be studying at Webster University in STL. Jeremy is moving into a dorm for his freshman year at MU. Ty'Rell and Adam are setting up house in our basement. Both are enrolled at MACC for this fall. I won't be surprised if many of these ties prove to be lifelong. It is so special to watch their bonds strengthen as they cross the threshold from boys to men.
I am relishing and cherishing each and every moment.