On Friday, when I said that sometimes life is about the big stuff, I don’t think I realized how big the stuff was I would be experiencing this weekend.
I’ve had lots of proud moments since I became Hannah’s mom. On Saturday, though, when I saw her name printed in the commencement ceremony booklet and it said majoring in Special Education and also English, graduating magna cum laude, well, my pride hit the highest it’s ever been.
It was a beautiful ceremony with lots of meaningful moments – the President’s speech was great, the family of Martin Richard was in attendance and they got a standing ovation, our dear friend Bob was part of the musical group that provided music for the processional and recessional, and all of this happened in the biggest tent I have ever seen.
Of course, the highlight for us was this moment:
We took a whole bunch of photos after the ceremony and, while I still have bunches to edit, I did get a few ready to show you today.
Here’s the graduate with her flowers and her diploma. Which is not, actually a diploma at all but just an empty folder. Diplomas will be mailed at a later date.
And here she is with her mama. I seriously look at this photo and can’t believe she’s mine. There has to be a bigger word than love to describe what I’m feeling about her accomplishment.
Here she is with her dad. The phrase bursting with pride comes to mind when I look at Dale’s face in this photo.
And one with all of us – the ones who have loved and supported this girl from birth (that would be me) and from the age of 4 (that would be Jess and Dale) and from birth again (that would be Patrick). We have a big, noisy, fun family but that little group right there is the heart of it for me and I’m so glad that Jess and Patrick could be with us for this really big occasion.
Finally, here she is with the entire world at her feet. Because it certainly is.
After the ceremony, we all went out to lunch together, Dale and I, Hannah and her friend Mike, Jess and Patrick, Hannah’s dad Rick and his girlfriend Stacy and also Hannah’s grandmother, Janice. I have to say, the relationship that Dale and Rick and I have is pretty amazing. We all put aside any petty jealousies or bad feelings a long time ago and have managed to always focus on what was best for Hannah. And the thing we all believe the most is that the very best thing for Hannah is having 3 parents who love her and support her, and also love and support each other. Raising this girlie has been a team effort and co-parenting with Dale and Rick has been a true blessing. So it was perfectly natural for us to go out together, to sit and chat, to reminisce about Hannah’s accomplishments, to tell stories from when she was little, and to just enjoy some quiet time as a family before the big shindig on Sunday.
More on that later this week.
In the meantime just know that my heart was filled with joy this entire weekend.