This week all over Texas, thousands of students of all ages are graduating. Moving to the “next step” is hugely important, wildly exciting and just plain scary. My daughter (and she’s my baby!) is graduating from high school this week, and will go to join her brother at the University of Texas at Austin in August. She is thrilled. I am thrilled for her, but every time I look at her, I see her when she was a little girl, learning to walk or at gymnastics class or trying to keep up with her big brother. Big eyes and a head full of ringlets and a goofy smile. I was so proud of myself for staying upbeat when my son graduated, but I have a sneaking suspicion that I will fail miserably this time around. Oh, and if anyone has any suggestions on the “perfect gift” for a high school graduate, I’m all ears!
