It is June and that means graduation season for many of us including me. This week my 18 year old son, Dylan, is graduating from high school.
And until today, I have been making his lunch.
I am not sure why I kept doing it. Teachers used to tease him about. But he didn’t mind. It was really more for me than him.
I told myself that I had to make my own lunch and it wasn’t a big deal. And that it was one less thing he would have to do knowing there were finals and presentations to finish. He’d rather sleep anyway then worry about making a lunch.
As I put together the photos for his Open House, I wondered how the years flew away from me and how he grew from a boy to a 6’ 5” man he is today. Lately, I have been calling him Shaggy (from Scooby Doo) because of that fuzzy mound of hair that has congregated on his chin.)
I am still in a bit of a daze that graduation is upon us. This fall he will be moving out of the house to attend college. And I will be an empty nester.
A little sadness settles in.
Yet, what seems to be a bit of synchronicity I stumbled upon these words by Kahlil Gibran:
“Your children are not your children.
They are sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you.
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the make upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness.
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He also loves the bow that is stable.
I needed to read those words.
The words written by Kahlil Gibran helped me as I transition into a new life without Dylan home.
Writing connects you to others and to the world. And it can help you make sense of your own world and of your life.
It also reminded me how important it is to write to the people in our life. Writing from the heart can bring joy and comfort to you and to others.
That is why I write. Sharing my words and my feelings has always been important. So instead of making a sandwich for Dylan today, I will write him a graduation note and tell him how I feel about this special day.
“Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it.” —Albus Dumbledore