My eldest girl had her graduation night last night,
it is an all girls, mainly catholic school, and they had a lovely
service in our local church.

As they have such a large number of pupils,
only parents were invited, and then tea and refreshments
were served in the school later on.

It was a long service, I think the priest was glad to have such a large captive audience,
and was making the most of it!
However it did not drag out, it was so nice, the girls put
alot of effort into the service and it was very personal and touching.

I am so proud of my girl, she is such a lovely girl,
and it was great to see her amongst her friends having fun,
yet being mature about it.

I was working before, so was tight for time,
I got there as the church was almost full,
It did not surprise me however, that I could stand
at the back of the church, and still recognise her father,
by the back of his head, so I went and sat with him.
We were both there for her, and it was fitting that we
sat together.

I was a bit weirded out at first, you know, I wanted to
lean over whisper something or just reach out and hold hands,
like I would have in the past, but that bit was gone now,
so rather than dwell on that  I told myself off,
" you can either suffer the martyr all night, or sit back
enjoy it, and know that you are here for her, and he is here
for her and thats all it is about, Maria" and it worked,
thats what I did, and the truth is
that is probably what he did too.

After that we went for the refreshements but did not stay long
as all the girls were heading to an arranged disco and we were
most definetly not invited.

Another milestone reached, and successfully passed,
What a busy world I live in.

Thank God.

M