marys grad.
the cold crawling into the truck & the blankets wrapped tight.
the singing brings tears. happy tears.
tears full of that happy love.
texting people. you know.
the trees protecting the road.
the snow protecting the trees.
the drive stretching ahead.
too long of a road.
& then we arrive. at the circle square ranch.
snow piling high on the glowing house.
marys happy face.
radiant with excitement, running out to meet us.
hugs all around.
there are friends that are very missed at this party. but i guess it must be the Lords will that they aren't here. i guess.
this ranch is full of hearts that i love so much.
joe and myrna. friends so full of fun and they just have the best family.
mary aroon samantha. the reason we came.
the accomplishment she made is huge.
& the end has come to the long 18 months of college. we are so proud of her.
we stay up late. it's too fun to sleep.
& the lights are dim. the candles soft.
& we are happy.
morning comes fast.
6:30 am and graduation day is here.
mary is breathtaking. literally.
blonde curls framing her smiling face.
blue eyes sparkling.
her dress is black.
a small collar & a slight sparkle.
pretty black heels.
she's the cutest & classiest graduate here.
her tiny self is excited we can tell.
the end of this road on her mind.
the music plays & here they come.
face muscles ache from smiling.
and i have to tell my emotions to hold tight.
the sentimental part of me is big.
& watching my mary finish this, makes me want to cry. so i fight tears. i'm so happy for her. and this is so big. i could have never done what she did.
we yell & clap as the president gives the diploma.
graduation hats are goals.
cheers to vanessa who also graduated with mary.
& all the rest.
all the cousins, for mary & vanessa, meet at milestones for dinner. such. good. food.
a quick jaunt in the mall and then home to such joy. such friends.
i adore this klassen family.
charity is my kindred spirit. along with all the rest.
an amazing supper has been provided. the table is long, slanted across the dining room. the candles & balloons. the atmosphere. just right.
many laughs and stories.
windows swallowing the chatter.
but the hockey rink is calling. the snow falls soft and the temperature is at a perfect minus 5.
these kids and their hockey.
their so fun to watch. the passion.
the drive to do better.
it makes me envious.
makes me want to relive my childhood and play hockey everyday.
but i have fun.
even if i cant get it.
in to the house for cheesecake & other creative snacks. Joe & Myrna feed us well.
i started writing all the fun kids that i love down. and then there was way to many & i was scared to miss one of your beautiful names.
so i backspaced.
the joy in these moments of being with such quality spirits.
the night goes on. & we keep being awesome.
but bed feels good. & morning comes too soon.
french toast.
goodbyes.
hugs to all of you. hugs to circle square.
she cries tears as they drive off the yard.
yes i love this place and these hearts & yes it hurts to leave it & them. but cheers to you.
& eat yogurt. and remember to pray.
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