Honeysuckle Air: My Son’s Graduation from College

As I remember this my son    .    .    .

I think of:

a pleasant baby who was a delight for all.

a picture of tiny toes at Grandma’s in Oklahoma City.

a kind lad who shared food, feelings, and good times.

a boy who questioned much in lengthy discussions of the blunders and wonders of our world.

a youth who could take on the world in a domino game of 42, and easily outlasted his mom at games.

a champion speller and a scholar in his own right.

a good planner who thought out money and time, making goals materialize.

Now headed toward graduate school, and a life I am powerless to protect – yet I have faith he’ll forge his own future.

By now, son, you have noticed your upbringing and heredity has given you both gifts and hindrances – and now the cards are in your hands to, moment by moment, choose who you are, and yet shall be. (It is my high hope you will forgive me for those ingredients I left out of your raising – I did what I could.)

You will always be in my thoughts – and have my love.

My graduation wishes for you are many:

MOMENTS OF MARVEL as you traverse life’s journeys and find interesting surprises at points along the path.

FINDING DREAMS AND PURPOSE as your heart desires, though on the way you’ll probably wrestle life’s nightmares.

GLIMPSES OF THE BRIGHT SIDE of life, albiet you’ll find reverberations from dark to light as you learn to shine your own tinsel.

JOY, PEACE, AND LOVE – for life, others, and especially yourself.

Hope you can realize I beam while holding back tears at this momentous occasion:

 I beam with pride in your many accomplishments, academic and otherwise.

I shed tears that I can’t make it all simple, and that I am not blessed by your presence as often    .    .    .

May my teardrops    and my love    be an inlet

From which you cast off into the vast stream of life.

Into your vessel which is strong, yet which must surely be battered at times,

While finding joy in the sparkle of the seabirds and the sounds of splashing on the shores.

May your future be as blessed as the time of joy I’ve had in being your mother!


Graduation is a pivotal time for the whole family. See more about this.

Copyright 1988, by Hildra Tague.  Obtain author’s permission for use online or in print.


About grantutor

Career educator in both public and private schools. Has tutored all ages. Writes about education, parenting, & seniors. Sings harmony with folk/rock group and a choir. Caregiver for spouse who dealt with Stage IV cancer. Happy person committed to nature and conservation of a green world.
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