How is it possible that I am old enough to be the mother of a graduating senior? Today I shopped for my dress for the ceremony and it hit me, for about the billionth time, that my baby is almost gone from my everyday life. Some parts of me are so happy for him, so proud of him, that I could scream and dance with abandon over it. But the other part of me wants to grab him and hold him tight and cry to the depths of my soul. It seems like just yesterday that I was welcoming my beautiful first born into the world. I remember the moment I first held him like it was yesterday, the way my heart filled to overflowing at the sight of that wrinkled little man. And now I have to find a way to let him go AND not go crazy!! I can’t even imagine what it is going to be like without him around every day. You don’t realize how many “things” you have with your kid until it hits you that you are doing them for the last time before they fly the coop. And let’s face it, emotionally I am pretty on the edge lately. The last several years have taken their toll on me, so I am pretty much a basket case anyway. How do you let your child go without losing it completely?! I am so not ready for this! But the important thing is,… I did get my dress,…my vintage Indian “magic” dress!