Love my crazy life

This weekend was a busy one. Jackson graduated from high school, which means we got one left! Let me tell you, I’ll take a small-town graduation over a city graduation any day. Six hundred students, give or take, plus add in parents, siblings, grandparents, family and friends, and holy cow, that was a full stadium. Their caps and gowns were red, and the thought that kept running through my mind as I was looking for Jackson was, “Where’s Waldo?”

It was a nice ceremony, and actually fairly short. That is if you don’t count the passing of the diplomas. As soon as the last student received a diplo...


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