Friday, May 27, 2016

Academy Awards :: One Hundred Forty Seven

Academy Awards, for seniors. It's a blur: The time that's gone by since the start of the year, since high school began, since he first spoke, since he first revealed to us that numbers would be his second language. It's a blur, through my happy, sentimental tears, for Max, especially, but also for his peers and friends, exceptional teachers, and our community at large. One hesitates to be overly emotional, but the truth is I can barely begin to express how deeply and tenderly my heart is touched. And the honor of being Max's parents? It cannot be measured, and grows, still.

With Infinity More Monkeys, a picture a day.


Jennifer said...

All of this -- yes. First, deep and profound congratulations to Max -- for all that he has accomplished, for simply being him. Next, complete understanding of that whirring sound, swishing by, all those years. The milestones, the moments -- just suddenly yesterday and years ago. Onward to all the wonders ahead <3

Natalie, the Chickenblogger said...

It makes me happy that we are reaching this same milestone at the same time... it really helps to connect with people who understand, or are even as confused in the same ways! When I see your posts about Dean, his last days, and fun activities... it makes me feel protective, proud, amazed; what wonderful young men we know!