Yesterday, the day started off we me feeling like I was going to a Mafia sit down – a room heavy with the tension of people ready to kill each other. In the overall grand scheme of things the day went well. My guardian angel reminded me – “speak when spoken to”.
The morning started off with rain and hail, followed by a good laugh at Arby’s – proving that different parts of the country have different labels for their products. Kelley and I had spent the morning mythbusting. It was a real eye opener for both of us. I know we both have a lot of information to mull over.
We made it to the church that the graduation was held at about a half hour early – the place was filling up quickly. Steve and Debbie came in a little after we did. It was really nice to see them again and to talk to them. We kept watching for everyone else to arrive. Kelley was getting upset that they weren’t there yet. I was trying not to let anything upset me. The commencement exercises started and everyone was there before Megan got her diploma. She also graduated in the top 15% of her class.
Everything ended earlier than we had thought so everyone scrambled to change the reservations from 6PM to 4PM. It was originally set for 5PM – so even that would have needed to be changed. We went back to the hotel (as planned) so Megan could put on the special dress she bought for the dinner. We arrived “late” but it was Megan’s day and she was entitled. Arriving late rid us of the awkwardness of finding seats – the distance at the table spoke volumes.
This would be the first time I had seen Tiffany since her Thanksgiving visit. Kelley and I both didn’t recognize her at first – words can’t describe how wonderful she looked. Vanessa looked very happy with her 2 girls – it was good to see her again. The last time I “saw” her was when she was pregnant.
Again I only talked when spoken to – Debbie came down and chatted with me for a few minutes and the Steve did too. Jordan said thank you for the 50 cents I gave her to get a souvenir flattened penny. Rodney said a few words. Megan was ready to head back to the room. Kelley wanted to do a little shopping so she stayed behind with the rest of the group.
I held back the tears – they will probably come on the long drive back home. I sure it will make some of the attendees very pleased to know how hurt I am. My only question back – yes, it’s been almost 10 years – why aren’t YOU over it?
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