Graduation is upon me.
My daughter's graduation. From High School.
When did this happen? There was this beautiful purple thing crying in my arms until she was stilled by me calming her down before her mother was ready to hold her. Now there's a young woman ready for the cap and gown and soon to be off to college.
I am balder, somewhat fatter and my head is spinning.
The other night, after my friend's wonderful wedding I woke up after about an hour's sleep. I suddenly became terribly aware of my daughter, alone in college...out on her own. The daddy protective mode went in full swing and I didn't fall back asleep until nearly 6am. It really doesn't get easier. At least not so far. Not for me.
As it is I don't feel I got enough of her childhood. Now it's done and I have to just live with that fact and move on from there.