There was a time when a mother’s sighs and sad glances would have guilted a kid into actually walking down the aisle for her college graduation. Alas, those days seem passed now. And so instead, we take a road trip and cling tightly to the folded announcement that is the only proof we will get until the diploma arrives that she actually achieved her goal.
Congratulations, Chris. Deb…at least you tried the guilt thing. It’s a tradition worth the attempt to keep alive.