The First Breath

They say everyday is the first day of your life.
A monumental milestone occurred when my daughter graduated high school May 26th. I've never felt so proud, preen even, in my life. Seeing her walk up the steps after graduation was an indescribable feeling. I know you've heard it before... but for real...it seems like it was just yesterday she was in her car seat on the backseat of the Escort Station wagon. LOL! That's for another blog! Even when I'm driving today...no not the Wagon, I can still just sometimes see her in the back, in her car seat...still just as observant and quiet as she is today. Now I'm trying to teach her how to drive! Maybe her first car should be a wagon....?? Humm..??
We had so much fun at the graduation party. It was at the Civil Rights Museum, what better place to have it? Gives me a flash back of when I was pledging...They said I looked like a Civil Rights marcher and started calling me "We shall overcome" for a small period of time. But, that's a different blog also! Anyway, I wanted to make sure she had fun...and it really appeared that she did. I hope she keps the memories for a lifetime. I am especially going to remember dancning with her...even though she was reluctant at first! I want to thank all the family and friends who showed up and celebrated with us. I am grateful for each and every person that was there and for those who could not attend. And to my daughter as you take your second breath...I say to you "Work hard, have fun and fill the unforgiving minute with sixty seconds worth of distance run."