Sigh. Bittersweet graduate session. My oldest son— violinist, airplane pilot, photographer, lover of the written word— a true renaissance man is graduating from WPHS, Class of 2015 and is off to New College of Florida in the Fall. I am crazy proud of this man-person and excited to see what God has in store for him— but yeah, feeling a bit sad. Going to miss his pretty face.
“THE UNWRITTEN CHAPTERS ARE THE MOST THRILLING — THE DULL ACHE — THE YEARNING FOR ALL THAT IS TO COME. ”