Our family has been through some major transitions over the course of the past year, and the evening of June 3, 2010, not only felt like the culmination of all the changes we have experienced recently, it also marked the end of one long chapter of my life. It was exciting, fulfilling, satisfying . . . and both mentally and physically exhausting.
We don’t always know, at a finite moment in time, that we are experiencing the end of an era, a journey, an ongoing event, a relationship. Sometimes we don’t understand until later that a precise point in time was indeed that moment of finality. In other cases, the full weight of reaching the end of something bears down on us as the moment approaches — and even for a period of time after it passes. In those circumstances, we have the opportunity to anticipate and prepare for that life-altering moment, but we can’t always predict how we will feel once it arrives.
So it was with my youngest son’s recent graduation from high school. . . .