I can hardly believe that my son Henry is finished with high school, graduated with honors and headed toward Gonzaga University in the fall. Good Lord. As they say, Where the hell did the time go? I am beyond proud of this young man and grateful for our relationship. He is charming and funny and joyful and intelligent, a tiny bit lazy which can also be interpreted as good-natured and has been the light of my life. And then there's his good looks. Good Lord.
I will miss him so much when he leaves us in late August, but I trust that our open and warm relationship will remain intact until he's an old man, and I'm a very old woman. That means I will always be right, of course, as well as wiser.
Here are some pictures from the weekend.
|Henry and my mom at the Baccalaureate Mass
|My dad, Henry and my mom at the Baccalaureate Mass
|My dad and his mini-me
|Mom, Me, Henry and Dad at the Baccalaureate Mass
Trivia: Do you know who that dashing young man is behind my father and Henry above? If you guess, I'll give you a prize. He's a classmate of Henry's, and it was quite thrilling to meet him and his family at the Baccalaureate Mass the night before graduation. During the "Peace Be With You" in the mass, I shook his hand. Hint: the arm attached to that hand pitches a 100 mph ball.
|My friends Dorie and Johanna -- our three children went to preschool together and have remained friends through high school. It's been an honor and a privilege to watch them grow up, and damn -- I'm lucky in friendships.
|The view from the bleachers
|See Henry? We buy leis for our graduates -- I think it's the coolest tradition!
|Bird's eye-view of Henry receiving his diploma from principal
|The family (minus Sophie)
|I love him a lot
|Henry and his gorgeous girlfriend
|My dad, Henry and Uncle Tony (my father's twin brother)
|I love this picture because they're not fighting
|Me and my mom (we seem to have the same chin)
|Cupcakes and peonies for our Taco Toast Graduate Party on Sunday
|Saint Mirtha is also an incredible chef
|It's a wrap.