I just completed six days off to celebrate my twin son and daughter graduating from high school. It feels like it’s been three weeks since I last worked, the six days jammed packed with such great family, friends, and food it felt a lot longer than it was. I guess when your heart, mind, and belly are so full you lose track of time.
We had family in from out-of-town that stayed with us to be here for my son and daughter’s prom, and graduation. We attended a pre-prom party at our friend’s house to take photos and catch up, followed by graduation and a weekend of parties, including our own to cap off the celebration.
What an amazing few days. When I finally sat down to reflect on the events over the last couple of days, one conversation stuck out. A number of the dad had gathered and were chatting it up, swapping stories on where their child was headed after high school.
One mentioned that the summer between high school and college was pinnacle time in someone’s life. This comment sparked a lot of feedback. Many agreed with the initial comment and added, you don’t have a care in the world during that time, no real responsibility yet. Or stress some other dad chimed in. A rent free roof over your head too, another commented.
I just listened as they when back and forth. Free dinner and clean laundry too. Then the original commenter dropped the hammer, and in two short months poof it’s over, and it all goes downhill from here.
Not necessarily I said. It all depends on what path you take, and you make of it.