This time of year, you can spot them—moms and dads busy scribbling lists, organizing photos, ordering decorations, and gathering supplies for a high school graduation that somehow showed up faster than expected. (Let’s be honest—one of those parents is probably doing a little more of the heavy lifting.)
There’s excitement in the air—pride, joy, and anticipation for what’s next. But I also want to acknowledge the quieter side of this season.
Because behind the party planning and cap-and-gown photos, there might be a lump in your throat. Maybe even a heart quietly preparing to break a little. The end of this chapter is near, and with it comes the ache of knowing that time doesn’t slow down just because we wish it would.
I’m thinking especially of the parents who are soaking in every bedtime chat, late-night snack run, and driveway goodbye—holding on tightly to these final everyday moments before life shifts into something new.
To all of you in this season: you’re not alone. It’s okay to celebrate and cry. To cheer and grieve. To feel all of it, fully.
Here’s to the love that makes goodbyes so hard—and to the incredible kids who’ve made this ride so unforgettable.
