But it is exciting too. Things are changing, life is moving on. The boy has a job for next year and we are looking forward to how God will open more doors in the next twelve months. It is scary and fun and intriguing all at once.
I voiced all this to the boy over the weekend. I am the nostalgic one and I think the change for me is greater than it is for him. I get sentimental over 'last times' where as he quietly likes the transition. Nevertheless I persuaded him into some form of photoshoot in the beautiful park to mark in a way the occasion.
Things are coming to an end for him, but in many ways they are just starting.
Degree. Done. (Just mine to do now!)