
Not many spectators get up and leave, though. This is a small high school, in a small town. There are only about a hundred graduates, and most of these kids have been together through four years, if not longer. In a community like this, folks stay and wait for other folks' kids to have their moment of glory, even if it means a little rain in the face.
In his address, Robert, the salutatorian, mentions something about nursery-school classes at The Learning Center (a little preschool run by the Central United Methodist Church). My memory flashes back to four-year-old versions of Ania and Robert, as well as Kevin, the valedictorian, shyly arriving for preschool classes. In a town like this, at a moment like this, there's a precious continuity to celebrate – one that's not so common in other, more mobile, parts of our society.
As I look across the field at our little girl, now a soon-to-be college woman, sitting there in her white cap and gown, I marvel at how quickly the years have flown. I feel glad we haven't pursued opportunities we've had, over those years, to move to another church. Roots and wings – that's what they say parents are supposed to give their children. Well, wing-spreading time is coming soon enough for this lovely young woman, as she heads off to Chapman University, in Orange, California, in a couple of months. Tonight, though, is an unabashed celebration of roots.

Tonight, I push these thoughts out of my mind. Yes, I'll cheerfully look back over all the wonderful years Ania's had in the Point Beach schools. Claire and I have managed to give that to her, and that's something to be proud of. Tonight is a night of certainties: a diploma earned, post-ceremony photos to snap, damp hugs from classmates. Tomorrow is, as always, a cipher. Joy may be harvested only from today.
6 comments:
Hi Carl,
I found your blog through the cancer ring. Very inspiring. I'm a United Church Pastor (Canada) and a survivor of colon cancer (currently on chemo). Congrats on your daughter's graduation.
Enjoy your Father's Day weekend.
Peace and Blessing...
Rob
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"Yesterday I decided to go to the office. I got as far as the bedroom door. Chemo strikes." Peter Jennings
"A Cancer Journal" www.rob-pollock.blogspot.com
Congratulations to your beautiful daughter and to both you and your wife as well, Carl!
My husband and I have a daughter graduating next Friday night (Baccalaureate was last night)and we share the same concerns and questions your family are facing.
I've been rereading through some of Ruth Bell Graham's books of poetry the last two days and read this one again this morning:
I lay my "whys"
before Your cross
in worship kneeling,
my mind too numb
for thought,
my heart beyond
all feeling;
and worshiping,
realize that I
in knowing You
don't need a "why".
Ruth Graham
May He extend His perfect peace to all!
Thanks for the good word, Rob. I visited your blog, and added it as a link on mine. I'll check out what you're writing, from time to time, as I hope you will for my blog.
Thanks for the Ruth Bell Graham poem, Vicky. Very timely, in light of recent news stories - and a pretty good perspective on what a believer goes through, in dealing with those tough "why" questions.
Congratulations! What a wonderful Father's Day gift!
WOW! That's fabulous that your daughter graduated from Point Pleasant Beach High School
Congratulation!
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