My youngest graduated this weekend.
How is this possible?
Where did the years go?
Such a full heart – to many feelings to put into words.
As usual, there is a song to express it perfectly.
To paraphrase the ballad in “Fiddler on the Roof” –
When did he get to be a hero?
When did he grown to be so tall?
Wasn’t it yesterday when he was small?
Sunrise, sunset
Sunrise, sunset
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze ….