He made it, and was even recognized as a Commonweath Scholar. I think I finally started breathing again after he crossed that stage. And no, I didn’t cry.

Graduation took place on Saturday, May 31, the same day as our friend Mayuri’s funeral. I’ll never forget the way these two events coincided. It was both a sad and happy day.

My sister and my in-laws came for the graduation; my parents, stuck in the Midwest due to tornadoes throughout the region, were unable to fly in. We missed them.

After the ceremony, we played some righteous Rock Band back at the house, then went to Orzo and had a very lovely dinner. I’m not sure who is happier high school is over for him, the boy, or us.

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