What a Mom Does on the Day Her Son Graduates

She gets up  early in the morning to check on him and see him off for his last drive in to school–not because she has to but because she wants to …

Makes sure he gets plenty to eat throughout the day …

Hugs him long — several times a day…

Tells him often that she loves him and is very proud him…

Irons his cap and gown — not because it necessarily needs it but because it makes her feel good to care for her son in some way…

Makes sure he has a nice dress shirt and tie to wear and is willing , at any cost, to get that for him even if she hasn’t a dime to her name…

Irons his dress pants for him — not because he can’t but because she can

Didn’t put up a fuss at his choice to wear unmatched socks because it really, really didn’t matter…

Wants pictures of him  — and wants them to be perfect because she’s trying to hold this moment as close as possible and knows there’s no “re-take” option to this event…

Sits outside in over 90 degree –  humid weather  as early as possible to get a seat on the side closest to his “side” of the graduates because her focus is on her son alone…

Cries, trying not to “heave cry”, as the music to  “Pomp and Circumstance”  begins (that song always bringing up such strong emotion)…

Jumps out of her seat and runs to the nearest spot to watch her son come down the aisle, not caring at all what anybody thinks of her …

Watches his facial expressions throughout the graduation and laughs to herself at the funny things that might be going on in his head  because he’s so good at making running commentary of life in a comedic way…

Thought again how very handsome her son is…

Wonders if he’ll fling his cap in the air  …

Had flashbacks of his  face through growing up years– still wondering how they all got to this point so fast…

Is hurt by an insensitive comment made by a complete stranger because , tonight, she dressed in her feelings — vulnerable and out there for all to see…

Cried with another mom as she  had just received a text message that her 16-year-old relative’s bone scan came back negative for cancer — mama’s just having that knowing understanding…

Cried more mama tears as an honorary diploma was given to the family whose little girl  would have graduated that night had her life not  ended way too soon…

Cheered  and clapped when his name was read and he walked across the stage — even though you weren’t supposed to…

Hugged other moms lovingly and knowingly –especially those who, like herself, were watching their last child graduate…

Hugged her daughters long because they know a mama’s heart too…

Cried some more with her daughters because they all knew that this was the beginning event to the “counting up” to mama and daddy moving away…

Was glad her husband was sitting close beside her– with arm around her –and glad they were doing this together and not sitting on opposite sides of a relationship…

Watched for her son to emerge from the crowd afterward because really, he was all that mattered right then…

Carried around his dirty sandals so he’d have them to change into afterward…

Held his wadded up cap and gown and dripping-with-sweat-t-shirt because that’s what mama’s do …

Lingered with hugs and “I love you’s” …

Thanked a teacher who has had a great influence on all four of her kids and received his words of praise over them…

Thanked custodians for their hard work in sweaty conditions because all this mattered — it was, after all, her son graduating…

Watched  him walk away with other classmates for that all-night-school-sponsored-graduation party…

Thought about what a man he had become and how much she really liked him and liked being around him…

Called her mom the next morning , remembering she was her mama’s last to graduate too …

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4 thoughts on “What a Mom Does on the Day Her Son Graduates

  1. I am crying Joy. Not only because I feel your mother’s heart but because I see my Father’s. We are this loved and more by Him and it strikes me right overwhelmed. Thanks for being soul beautiful and for allowing me to see His heart as you share your own! I love you clear through to the bone, my sister!

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