Today is my middle son\u2019s last day of high school. No words, no less, will be shared this day in regard to any graduate encouragement, praise or proclamation; such is an approximate week away. I wish to instead speak of something different yet relevant. I wish to speak about all these \u201clasts.\u201d<\/p>\n
For JT, it was his last day\u2026<\/p>\n
His last day in Biotech\u2026 While \u201clasts\u201d often make us grimace \u2014 as much of what we love, does come to an end \u2014 I\u2019ve learned that \u201clasts\u201d give life meaning. It\u2019s why wrestling with the reality of heaven and hell is vital; they\u2019re the only things said to forever last.<\/p>\n \u201cLasts\u201d help us not take whatever-the-last-describes for granted.<\/p>\n In fact, it\u2019s one of the main reasons, this semi-humble current events observer advocates for term limits; if our representatives knew they had only a limited time to serve us well, perhaps they would listen more closely to the totality of their constituents, work better with the persons across the aisle, and be more prudent in their decision-making and spending. They only have so much time to serve. They need to serve us well.<\/p>\n Just a simple thought today, recognizing that most things exist only for a season, and yes, seasons change. Seasons give life value. Life has some necessary endings, allowing us to get to what’s next.<\/p>\n While I pondered this post yesterday afternoon,\u00a0my son had 20, maybe 25 of his friends\u00a0out in the backyard playing a rousing game of football. While a regular routine of theirs, no doubt it was the last after school game of his high school tenure.<\/p>\n Wisely, he enjoyed it so.<\/p>\n Respectfully\u2026 Today is my middle son\u2019s last day of high school. No words, no less, will be shared this day in regard to any graduate encouragement, praise or proclamation; such is an approximate week away. I wish to instead speak of something different yet relevant. I wish to speak about all these \u201clasts.\u201d For JT, it … <\/p>\n
\nHis last Nerf Wars\u2026
\nHis last time pulling into 1 Tiger Trail no more than half awake\u2026
\nHis last mad dash out of the parking lot at the end of the day\u2026
\nHis last avoidance of the school lunch\u2026
\nHis last late night scarfing through the pantry for what to put in his sack lunch\u2026
\nHis last show choir competition\u2026
\nHis last show choir \u201cgrand champions\u201d award\u2026
\nHis last class field trip\u2026
\nHis last concert\u2026
\nHis last egg drop invention\u2026
\nHis last game\u2026
\nHis last time to put on the uniform\u2026
\nHis last morning searching for clean socks\u2026
\nHis last GPA\/class rank announcement\u2026
\nHis last day in the stands\u2026
\nHis last time cheering on his buddies\u2026
\nHis last prom\u2026
\n(His last time his madre pays for prom\u2026)<\/em>
\nHis last ACT attempt\u2026
\nHis last undergrad application\u2026
\nHis last high school essay\u2026
\nHis last morning scrambling for some festive spirit wear\u2026
\nHis last early-morning-not-talking-to-his-brother, simultaneously getting ready\u2026
\nHis last late night, thankful moment, talking with his parents\u2026
\nHis last show choir guys sleepover\u2026
\nHis last \u201cgrab-some-food-at-B-Dubs\u201d after school\u2026
\nHis last time to take the mound\u2026
\nHis last daily banter with the guidance department\u2026
\nHis last morn not really eating the minimal breakfast I made for him before school\u2026
\nHis last political debate in AP Gov\u2026
\nAnd his last day doing life with his current best friends\u2026<\/p>\n
\nAR<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"