As I searched the procession of hundreds of graduating seniors filing into the arena at my son’s high school commencement yesterday, I found him by recognizing the guy who looked the most like Harry Potter. I then zoomed in on his face with my camera to confirm that that was, indeed, my son and not another Radcliffe look-alike. :)
And, I must add that I don’t think I’ve ever seen him happier or more confident than he was yesterday as he crossed that stage (which was, incidentally, the same one where I’d been hooded for my PhD just two weeks prior). I’m so proud of the man that he’s becoming, and so happy to be his mother.
Previous short shameful confessions
