As you may have realized by now, I am a bit of an overachiever. I try my best at things and I usually succeed. This lifestyle goes way back to my school days. I always did all my homework and I never skipped school. I got good grades. While I only managed to get straight A’s once, I usually earned mostly A’s with a stray B or two. Never a C. I graduated 30th in my high school class of 1100. I graduated from college with honors and I finished grad school with high honors. I did well on my SATs and MATs. You get the idea.
One thing, though, that I wasn’t able to do was become a member of the National Honor Society. You see, I had this D once. It was in geometry in 10th grade and it was only for one term but it was enough to make me ineligible for NHS at my school. This hasn’t necessarily bothered me but I’ve always felt like a failure when it comes to this part of my high school experience.
Are you wondering where I’m going with this?
(this picture is from last September, it’s one of my favorites of Hannah)
Last night Hannah was inducted into the National Honor Society. Hannah has always been a good student but she works hard for her grades. And I think it’s probably been a little difficult to live up to her mother’s legacy. Not now, though. Now she’s done something I never managed to do.
And suddenly it just doesn’t matter anymore that I wasn’t in NHS because now my kid is. And I think that’s even better. In fact, I couldn’t be more proud.