I have been buried, as usual, with tons of kids activities and getting ready for my first born to graduate from High School. I really can't believe it. Where does the time go. In the blink of an eye they are grown. I miss his sweet little hugs when his arms were short and his hands had chubby little fingers.
He is a man now....soon to be 18 and looking forward to what the world has to offer.
This is his passion. I am so glad he discovered it and has devoted so much to it. He swims on a year round, National swim team. Out the door at 4:30 in the morning, in the pool by 5, back home by 7:15 for breakfast...off to school...then out at 3:10 and straight back to the pool. Some days he has dry land after practice so he's not home until 8pm. Time for homework and some much needed sleep. This schedule would kill most kids. He has definitely had some tough days to work through but somehow manages to do it.
I told myself I wouldn't cry at his upcoming Graduation ceremony. But sunglasses will definitely be in order. I always cry at kid events. Not because I'm sad....just so darn proud!