Last day of high school . . . I don’t remember much of that day, leading up to it I remember Senior Skip day and I remember that I had applied to go to West Texas State University in hopes of securing a scholarship on the bowling team. I wasn’t good enough to make the bowling team so my first semester at WTSU was my last as it was all I could afford. I don’t remember much about that time in my life because I chose not to, I was in a hurry to start my adult life and leave my childhood in my rear view mirror.
Now I find myself along with my wife facing our sons last day of high school . . . it’s not the same, our sons are as eager to return to school as they are to leave it and yes, this year is different, they can attend until they are 21, but them being 18 leaves us with a small window to ‘what next.’? Because the ‘what next’ is as crucial to us as it is to them. And it s become more than ‘what next’ to ‘what now’?
Please excuse my analogy, but for those in my shoes, you’ll understand, I’ve asked them a thousand times, ‘boys? . . . What would you like to do with the rest of your lives?’
And I get the same blank stare every time meaning ‘come on dad, you’ve figured this out for the last 18 years, why stop now? Of course I’m not about to stop looking, the options and alternatives is either bottom of the barrel or seemingly completely out of reach. So do I choose to settle or do the unimaginable?
Today was a good day filled with laughter and tears, pizza and cake and sharing memories. The room was full of kids that have grown together surrounded by those that have helped them grow and now the page is turned and a new chapter begins.
My last day of high school was 34 years ago, the best and most challenging years of my life have been the last 18 as a father and 29 as a husband. I thank those that helped me through every year and moment of my life and I have deep gratitude for those that have shared the last 18 with Michele, Kyle and Hunter, I thank you all with my whole heart for everything you have given.
And as this day comes to an end, I look forward to many more years, one day at a time will be just fine.
For those that wonder what I wanted to do with the rest of my life . . . I had no idea until I met Kyle and Hunter, now I know that I just want to be their dad . . . every day!!
Thank you Michele for each and every day, I Love You More!!