Last Final, Last Day of School. Last home work, last trip to the cafeteria, last...... All in preparation for firsts. First dorm, first roommate, first day of college... All of it seem like a great big dream. A good dream, but a dream. There is so much that whips by and we don't notice. I have taken time to notice. I always knew she was going to be my only child so I never wasted too much time being blah about it all.
So we are off to baccalaureate, graduation, all night graduation party and the such. Should be quite the adventure as we enter our last/first summer before college.
SHE MADE IT....... and that is all the matters.
Twenty Years, Two Hundred and Forty Months, Seven Thousand Days, and Three Hundred Days. Since we started chasing Leukemia.
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Whew! And.....you really are mother of the year.
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