The magnitude of what happened yesterday is just beginning to catch up.
My kid did what no one expected him to do.
And he did it better than I did (GPA .5 better than mine) and in the same timeframe as his peers.
And he has his brother talking about when it’s his turn (not if. WHEN).
He’s working out the what next part. This may take a while, but that’s okay—even he was surprised at how quickly he did it.
Damn. This is a lot.
My younger guy graduated from my alma mater today.
Lots to figure out, but that’s a tomorrow problem.
Mr. Spiky Cognitive Profile
Mr. ADHD
Mr. Space Cookie
My slow processor. The one they couldn’t say for certain if he had TBI at birth or not.
The one they said probably wouldn’t be able to do academic work…..
….is graduating with his same-age peers with a higher GPA than I had.
(I have no excuse)
Of course, this means nothing if he isn’t able to get a job because he can’t pass the interview process. Or….a million other things. The grief of the things that may never happen for my guys is real.
But I will not let grief take away the joy of the things that somehow do happen.
Keep looking for the bluebirds, rainbows, and silver linings.
