High school graduation. Remember that? The feelings of uncertainty, excitement, freedom, anticipation all jambled up inside.

This weekend I watched my nephew graduate from my old high school. I remember the day he was born, six weeks  early, frail and had to be hospitalized for a month because of his underdeveloped lungs. He was always a pensive soul and quiet, but you could hear the wheels whirring inside. (I’ve blogged about him before here.)

Now he’s 5 foot 9 inches tall and a muscular … Read more ...