He knows I'm always there no matter what. That's just how it's always been. He doesn't display any amount of disappointment when my ex doesn't show up for these celebrations. I guess he's never expected him to ... I'm not hatin' ... I'm just sayin'.
He's a good boy. I don't know how long I can get away with saying that. Saying "good man" just doesn't feel right. I'm sure he would disagree. He looked at me today and said, "Ma, we're both grown now!" I just rolled my eyes but I said nothing. I let him have his moment. I didn't want to tell him that he has no clue about being grown. He'll figure that out for himself soon enough.
I'm excited for him. There was such a feeling of hope in the auditorium as each student walked across the stage. I want that feeling to last for my son, and all the graduates. Although he may encounter many setbacks in his life, I don't want him to ever feel that he should give up. My life is marked with moments where I shrugged my shoulders and gave up. I'm kicking myself because I say that I'm just realizing what I want to do with my life, when in reality I knew in fifth grade that I wanted to be a writer. I didn't follow that dream for several reasons but my prayer is that my baby will stay focused and follow his dreams.