At graduations over the next few weeks, lots of us will be talking about how the past four years have "flown by." I mean, here is Peter with Brad less than four years ago, in August of 2007, in his dorm room at American University when we took him there to start his freshman year. On the one hand that day seems like yesterday, but on the other hand . . . it seems a world away. A wise friend of ours who is a guidance counselor once told us he thinks kids should go to a college where they will encounter the most opportunities to change. It wasn't on purpose, but that's exactly what happened to Peter, the kid who just before his senior year in high school told us we'd be "wasting our money" by taking him on a college visit trip to the East Coast. (Sorry Peter, but you're never going to live that one down.) And now, four years later, he is both the same Peter we've always known and loved and, simultaneously, a very different Peter, someone who I think knows himself a lot better than he did four years ago. I guess this is my very roundabout way of saying that I am so proud. And so tomorrow when we're in Bender Arena to watch him graduate, I will probably think to myself that these years have flown by, but I'll also try to remember that this is the beginning of a wonderful adult life that awaits Peter. And of course I'll think about how very blessed I am to be his mom. Even though he's "all grown up," as a book we used to read aloud to the kids says, "I'll love you forever, I'll like you for always, as long as . . . ." Well, Peter, I won't embarass you by finishing the line. I think you know the rest anyway. Dig ya.
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