That’s the only word that can describe the feeling in our house today.
Our oldest…our firstborn…the kid who made us parents will be walking across a stage tonight to get his high school diploma.
I couldn’t be prouder of the man my child has become. He’s got a work ethic like nobody’s business, he’s got a servant’s heart, and he has a passion for Jesus. (You can read more about him on this post I wrote when he hit eighteen.)
Today marks yet another in a series of major transitions. We no longer have a high schooler, we have a rising college freshman. There’s a third adult living under our roof. He’s no longer a tax credit. He’s my friend.
Happy graduation day, Jacob. I love you.