People keep asking me, "Are you so sad/scared/freaked out that Jesse is graduating?" and I keep answering no. But the truth is, it is getting harder and harder as the date gets closer. This week I am faced with the task of putting together a photo album of his scouting career in preparation for his Eagle Scout ceremony in just 3 weeks. This means I have to sort through dozens of photos—like those above—from 11 years of Scouting, from Tiger Cub in 1st grade to now, as an Eagle Scout. And of course that means watching my firstborn transition, over and over again, from a six-year-old to a 17-year-old.
So, yeah. I am feeling a little melancholy these days. But mostly just really, really proud.
*Sigh.*
Wow! You must be so proud! My oldest really wants to start cubscouts.
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This makes me melancholy to...and proud!
ReplyDeleteThat has to be so hard. I don't know what I'm going to do when my oldest is ready to graduate. I feel for you!
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