“Well, at least you graduated.”

I think all of us can remember our own graduations, and how important they were to us.  The poor cousin of prom, grad was when you were recognized for four, and perhaps five years of secondary school study and achievement.  It was a night of speeches, awards, and pride of achievement for both graduates and their families alike.  The pomp and pageantry is almost a once-in-a-lifetime event.

It can be emotional.

For most of us, maybe all of us, it will be the last time we’re in the same room and at the same event with all the people you shared the journey with.  And although the friendships crafted in high school are the most vital, you realize that many of these relationships, even the tight ones, are now going to drift as you, and your peers, go your own ways and chart your own course in life.

So it’s kind of bittersweet.

Nevertheless, it’s a day and an evening that we’re likely to remember for the rest of our lives.

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