Graduations are going on all over the place. My closest, dearest friend just graduated from college at the age of 56. I am so proud of her especially since this was a horrific year for her having to endure the loss of her husband, her one and only true love, to cancer and then finding out she had cancer herself.
My youngest daughter, Jerica will be graduating high school in two weeks and it seems like yesterday I was bringing her home from the hospital.
I guess in a way I am graduating myself on June 14th, not by choice but by someone else's choice. Going from one life, the only one I've ever known for the last 25 years, into a world of endless possibilities. At 46 years of age, what do I want to do for the rest of my life?
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