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THAT is when I cry…

Today was our last pep rally of the year.  That means, it was the last pep rally and tonight is the last football game for our seniors.  It was a nice pep rally to honor them.  They all asked me if I would cry.  I, of course, laughed…I don’t cry at those things.  I mean, these things are JOYOUS!  I’m so happy to see them go through this.  I did read a poem during the rally and I do admit I got a little catch in my throat, but it was way far away from any type of crying.  I gave one sniffle and they all thought I was blubbering, I guess.  Whatever makes them feel better.  I do hope the poem and emotion of the last pep rally blessed them.


When I start thinking too much and reflecting on the things that will face them after graduation, THAT is when I cry.   I think about how kids come in talking about how tired they are and how much work they have and what they need to get done by a certain time or what teacher is giving them a hard time because of this or that…  when they whine about having to do any type of work at school and can’t wait until they graduate…  Pahhhh–lease.  I roll my eyes, sometimes just mentally AND THINK…If they had any idea what was in store for them after they graduate—they would want to remain a senior.  They would cling to their teachers and covet their homework.

I cry when I think about them GROWING UP  and what is waiting for them when they take that cap and gown off.  I hate that they won’t really see the everyday friends they saw before for so many years.  I hate that they won’t see me!  I know that sounds arrogant, but I miss their high school selves when they are all graduated.   They are never really the same.  I do get to enjoy the adult selves they become sometimes, but really, a huge percentage, I never see again.

I’m not saying this isn’t what should happen, because we all know that we must grow up.  Its just when I think of all of those things that they must go through to “grow up”…that is when I cry.  I wish for them and pray  that they have a great life.  I pray they can look back at high school and know that was a pretty good ole time, but that life after graduation has been golden!

I –above all– pray that they know Jesus.  He is the only way to truly have a “golden” life.  I hope they allow Him to fill any void they may have before they do things they will regret later.  I wish I had allowed Jesus to do that before some of the stupid and ignorant things I did to further satan’s agenda.  I hope they are working for the RIGHT team before any of that happens.

And tonight…as the last game of the year is played–I’M NOT GONNA CRY (well, unless we lose..then I might cry —a lot), I pray that all my seniors know I love them and am so excited to see all the GREAT things they will accomplish after graduation.


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