Slowly pushing the grocery cart down each aisle, H and I marvel over the choices, stopping every few feet to admire the selection. A new grocery store in a small town is like an outfit put together from pieces in your closet you’d forgotten were tucked in the back. We stepped into a new world last night.
Our daughter graduated from high school.
And suddenly, everything seems new all over again.
Like bringing home a tub of salted caramel gelato I usually never allow myself.
May you savor Sabbath like each spoonful of decadent dessert — slow and without the guilt. And Monday will be a clean slate of sweet possibility.
Are you ready to choose rest among the selections on your plate?
Happy Sabbath Friends!
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Shelly, I’m so glad I could get into this. It wouldn’t pull up for some reason. Oh what a joyous photo of mother and daughter. It is one of the prettiest I have ever seen of you and Murielle together! You must print and frame it! And I love the one above it. VEry classy. You are such a gifted photographer. Moreover, you are a gifted mother, and Murielle is so fortunate to have you and H for parents! Please congratulate her, and just think what glorious adventures await you all in September! Our Sheridan will be a senior in college next year! Unimaginable! And for some reason, I didn’t cry at her H.S. graduation (as I had done at her G.S. one). But I was surely overjoyed!
All my love,
LYnn
Believe it or not, that photo came out blurry, I didn’t plan it but I thought it looked artistic. How’s that for skillz? ha! I didn’t cry either, I think I’m numb for some reason. Probably will cry when I move her into her dorm room. It doesn’t feel real to me yet. I’m soaking up the days now, seeing each one as a gift.
And here I thought you were a brilliant photographer! =] Yes, it looks totally blurry Impressionistic, and I love it. Yeah, I can’t explain why I didn’t cry either, b/c I bawled the day I took Sheridan to preschool (when she was five), and I didn’t think I would, and then again in her G.S. graduation. So naturally, I thought i would at H.S. But part of it is that maybe I was just so overjoyed by her accomplishment. She’d worked so hard, and it was time to celebrate. Sheridan never moved out to go to college. She wanted both to stay in St. L and live at home. So . . . I think I would find the dorm room very poignant. These days for you are very precious shelly. Savor each, as I know you and Murielle are doing.
Love
Lynn
Oh the look on Murielle’s face. So full of possibility! So much youth and life and optimism. Lots of chances for advances! Congratulations Murielle! And ‘Mama Shelly’, you could not look more proud of your girl. What a wonderful day, I’m sure.
I thought the same thing about that picture Jillie, love the way she looks. Like she is looking into the future and I’m beaming with pride in her gifts. Thank you!