Son number two graduated from high school this past weekend and will be headed to the University of Kansas in the fall. In no time at all he will become a full fledged Jayhawk. Rock chalk Jayhawk!
I am much less concerned about him than I was his older brother three years ago when he headed to college. Perhaps it is conditioning to parenthood or maybe it’s getting past there’s a first time for everything.
But there is no mistaking that the transition is a big one for both parent and student. As parents we all do too much for this generation of kids, but as generations of kids that went before them did, they’ll eventually figure it out.
For parents, graduation represents a transition of another sort. That of new friendships and old acquaintances. As we were going from one party to another this past weekend it struck me just how many great people you meet in raising children. For the last 12 years it has essentially been the same group of parents you come across that started with picking up at elementary school and continued at the million soccer games, sporting events, school functions and at the grocery store. You share the ups and downs, the celebrations and the tragedies. Their kids start delivering pizzas to your door or bag your groceries. Then the big day finally comes and then it goes quickly and quietly into the night.
Most of us only have room in our lives for a handful of true friends and we’ve made some great ones during this journey. These friends we will remain in touch with. Everyone else becomes an old acquaintance. As his classmates head off to schools around the country so in effect do their parents. It was fun while it lasted…we’ll be seeing you around.