Saturday, May 27, 2006

The Passage of Time

It goes on and on. This weekend has been a reminder of that. It's graduation weekend. That means one thing: graduation parties. I don't remember much about my graduation party. I remember that I had it at the church and that some of my extended family made the trip. I also remember that the youth minister showed up (I think kind of by default, since I had the party at the church; I don't think he would have come had it been elsewhere) and he "gave" me a "gift" -- one of the church's butter knives. Nice, huh?

I didn't think of it as much of a celebration - I was still in a short-sighted selfish mode and I didn't understand that this party wasn't just for me, that it was for my friends and family, especially including my parents. I, of course, had a girlfriend and I wanted to hang out with her...




Having gone to grad parties every year for five years now, most of them are pretty much the same. There is a table (or a board) with pictures from the last 18 years: sports pictures, family pictures, school pictures. There are also various honors and medals displayed there, and maybe a video or a scrapbook. There's a lot of food, (always too much food, and usually the same stuff), and a couple of groups milling around. There are the teenagers and there are the adults. The grad usually does a good job of talking to the adults, but mostly the adults talk to adults and kids to kids. It's a passage from one state to another, but it doesn't seem like it. It's hard to believe that (as a grad) you're never going back to high school. It's hard to believe (as a parent) that your baby has grown up.

And time keeps on going and going and going and going...

1 comment:

muzik316 said...

I recall my grad party in 99. It was pretty cool, myself and two other guys had a combined one. One of those guys played in a ska band with me. We kicked the DJ off the stage and took about 30 minutes to rock out. It was the first and last time my father ever heard ska. I look back on it now and am thankful. Why? I graduated, first one in my family. December will mark another turning point. I will graduate college, another first. When I read your post it made me ask the question... will I have a party???? I think so, I think I might rent the swankiest place in town, hire a jazz combo, and dance the night away with my wife.