It really is that season- of reading all about graduations. Last week was Abe's graduation. He is supposed to get a diploma from the city that we live in, and they had their graduation a few weeks ago, but this one, from his boarding school for the last 2 years, is the one that means the most to him, and to all of us.
The ceremony itself was short and sweet; it was finished in under an hour. Abe was first in line coming in and first to get his diploma (alphabetically). He was also recognized as being one of the few to make it to the highest, most independent level. Actually, I was the one who pushed for this level to be instituted based on Abe's internship.
The speeches both from the 3 graduates that talked and the staff included acknowledgement of all the hard work that the parents put in, also. Being an advocate for a special needs child is not an easy task.
All the staff will miss him but they all agreed that this past year he has made tremendous gains and really is ready to take on the challenges of a small college. A larger school might still overwhelm him, but he is starting out at a community college and living at home- so that I can still give him lots of guidance.
Even while other graduates were shucking their cap and gown, Abe retained his; he was so proud of being able to wear it!. Family and friends came from near and far to mark this day.
His grandmother came from California...
His grandfather came from Maryland...
And family and friends came from Minnesota and western Mass. and close to us in Newton.
But the day wasn't over yet. Now for the sadness. 13 months ago Abe and Rosie's dad died. So with all the family gathered together, and with the additional of even more local friends, we went to the cemetary for the unveiling, the dedication of the tombstone. It was a very emotional moment for both of the kids, but for me, it was just another task checked off. I don't hate him anymore and I can remember a lot of the good times, but I don't feel any emotional connection there.
But then it was back to celebrating for Abe and back to the condo and more food and more people dropping by.
Then it was time for Rosie to get back to camp (another long story) and us to start packing for our vacation.
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