Last night several of my family members and I attended my nephew's last sporting event. He is a high school senior and it was senior night. You could see the emotion on his face although he tried very hard not to let it show. He is a co-captain and the seniors played the final volleyball game at home all by themselves. (They won as they usually do).
I think back to that time in my life many years ago. I remember my last baseball game. For me it was a sad affair as I had an injured shoulder and wasn't able to participate. Like in the movies, you remember the smell of the infield, the grass and the chalk on your hands. I was a pitcher and infielder. I always was covered with dirt and chalk.
My nephew has been accepted to a large university. He has a bright future ahead of him. I see in him all the confidence that I showed as I looked forward to a new part of my life. I also see the trepidation in his eyes of facing something so completely new and unfamiliar. It will not be a struggle for him if he follows the paths his parents have laid out for him. He will have his ups and downs as did I, a new struggle to find ones self in a world that will seem much larger than he ever imagined.
It's a big world out there that has previously been seen though puppy-dog eyes and the security of a solid family and parents. We all faced it and at some time in the future I'm sure he will look back on this time with the slight wisp of a smile from him we have come to know.
Good Luck, my young friend. Your journey awaits.