Emotional Days

Poems must wait. My oldest granddaughter is graduating from high school. That's our top priority now. We will attend her last high school concert tonight. It's bound to be an emotional time.

We'll stay so we can attend a graduation party on Saturday and her graduation on Sunday. It's hard to believe this time has come. It seems like just a couple of years since she was born. My feelings are mixed. I am sad to see her grown up but I'm excited for her opportunities which are ahead of her.

When I was her age, I had finished studying for my license to preach and was excited to be appointed to serve my first churches and begin my college career. I know she is at that point. She will graduate and then take off the next day for basic training with the Army and she will return from basic just in time to practice with the KU marching band. She is as excited to become a band director as I was to become a preacher.

So, allow me a few tears of my mixed emotions -- but mostly tears of pride and joy. Perhaps these few days ahead will inspire many poems.