Two nights ago my oldest son graduated from high school. I didn't think I was going to cry,, but once they started playing their class song, it was like a ton of bricks fell on me. All of a sudden I realized my baby,, you know,, the one that was running around in diapers last week, with the little fat cheeks and the cute giggle... that baby...he's grown. It was like I realized it ALL AT ONCE.
I don't think I've ever felt like this before. I cried so hard I couldn't breath. I have never ever cried like this before. Almost crying again just writing this.
Anyway,, I am glad that I experienced that. I think maybe it was more than the realization that he's growing up,, it was a lot of things... I felt very happy after I finally stopped crying.
I just thought I should share this with everyone. Recovery is an ongoing thing, and I am so glad that I had this experience with my son.