As I sit and reflect upon yesterday’s commencement ceremony, I can’t help but feel “ambivalently nostalgic.” I am happy for you and proud of you. I am also a little bit sad (for me?) about the blur that is the past twenty-two years. Although I know full well where it went — after all, I’ve been an active participant — I sit here and ask myself, “where did it go?”
Where is that eagerly-awaited, beautiful baby boy?
Where is that toddler that I dragged everywhere with me?
Where is that little boy who made every day a new adventure?
Where are the school plays, spelling bees, band concerts, and field trips?
Where are the basketball, baseball, soccer, and football games?
Wasn’t your high school graduation just yesterday?
Invariably, I know the answers to all those questions. You’re still the same kid, just older, wiser, and ready to set out on a new adventure.
Good luck, my son. Work hard, stay positive, and good things will happen. I wish you every happiness and every success that life has to offer. Create your future… make it how you want it to be. I love you, Eric.