My son graduated from high school this week. Of course I’m proud of him. Of course I’m genuinely thrilled that he is going off to college in a few months, even if that college is 3000 miles away from us. Of course I am happy that he is on his way to making his very own life, far away from his father’s and mine. Of course I know that being a parent means raising your children to go away and leave you in reasonably good health and with a minimum of issues for which they will need to consult mental health professionals in the future.
Of course I am excited about his future, this child who lived under my own beating heart for nine months — in spite of the fact that I am still in firm possession of all the primal lioness hormones with which I was endowed at his birth and the fact that the mystery of the Holy Trinity pales in comparison to the unfathomable depths of my love for him.
Of course you will forgive me if I note that “bittersweet” is for children and not for chocolate.
30,000 Days 
Congratulations MB ~ it really doesn’t seem like that many years have passed since we dropped those little guys off at CS and then headed off to the Brownstone for our coffee and chat ~ miss you and those days! Pat is heading off to Philadelphia ~ Drexel ~ the house will be quiet without him!
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Congratulations to you too. Gabe was just saying that Pat looks exactly the same — taller, of course, but with the same face. I know what you mean about the house being quieter, too. I’m not at all sure I’m going to like it, to be honest. I wanted Gabe to go to school someplace close, like Philly, but he was not interested. I am kind of freaked out that I won’t be able to just hop in the car and see him.
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