I am so thrilled to announce that my son is graduating this week! He is an amazing child. Works himself to death no matter what he’s doing. He is graduating this year from High School with a 4.0 grade point average. I know, I swear he is my kid (takes after his father). He’s even starting college this July, rather than waiting until September, because he just that motivated. So to celebrate my one and only child, I am dedicating my column this week to him. Congratulations Danny!
An Open Letter to My Son on Graduation Day – Feminine Collective
To My Son,
You came into our lives that January day, all wrinkled and full of hope.
You smiled, laughed and took in your world. Sight by sight, memory by memory.
You went from crawling one week, to walking the next.
You learned, grew and thrived. You were full of imagination and wonder.
You viewed the world as a big puzzle to solve.
You changed quickly, hitting each milestone and barely looking back.
You started school.
You became a teenager.
You had your first kiss.
You learned to drive.
You fell in love, one or two times.