How Could a Grandson be a Graduate Already?

I see it’s been 15 days since I’ve written. These last two weeks sure have gone by fast! Last weekend, our car headed to Hudson again. We have this weekend off, and next weekend we go again. Last Saturday the 7th, our Grandson, Skylar graduated from Hudson High School. Oh my, what a teary time for his Grandmother and his Mother.

I can’t believe that 18 years has passed and that he is into his adulthood already! It was double teary eyed, because on Sunday he moved out, to start his “adult life”, as most high school graduates, he was anxious to get away from home, though he is not going that far, but for Mom and Dad it’s farther than they would like. He’s moving with a friend to an apartment in Bloomington, just south of Minneapolis. He will be looking for a job so he can help pay for the apartment. He wants to take the fall semester off, and the go to winter quarter at a nearby community college to get his generals. Then he would like to transfer to a school that has a good arts program, so he can study dance. That’s his plan for now. So often when graduates take off time before going right to college in September, they get side-tracked and don’t get to college. We all hope that won’t happen. We do hope that he will take advantage of the awesome talent he has.

The graduation had to be held in the auditorium, as the weather was threatening and had rain in the forecast. We sat on bleachers, way on the top, the opposite side of where he was sitting, and we thought we were getting there early. The only time we saw him was when he walked across the stageThe three speakers seemed to be interesting, what we could hear of them, as they had major problems with their sound system. I cannot hear the processional "Pomp and Cirumstance" without getting choked up.

After the ceremony, we went to Applebee’s and ordered a large assortment of appetizers. We only had an hour with the graduate, as he then had to head back to school for the “all night” graduation party that the school throws for the kids.

By 10 am on Sunday, he and Matt were packing up his bedroom and Mother and Grandmother had all they could do to keep their eyes dry. “My goodness,” Skylar said to me as I was hugging him before they left, “it’s not like you’ll never see me again!” But, he’s not our little boy anymore.
Here’s some photos I am posting of him, that we made him pose for before leaving home for the ceremony. Good thing, it was hectic after, and I’m glad we got these photos in the yard. (I would like to add a photo of Mother and Son that I have, that's great... but Mother would give me her permission).

Now, next Saturday we will head down for his Graduation Party. We look forward to the celebration, and we’ll try to keep our eyes dry.

Congratulations, Skylar. We are proud of you!