You are going to hear this about 1117 more times so forgive me but I just cannot believe that you are graduating.
HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?! You were a baby approximately five minutes ago. It is pure and utter madness.
Eighteen years in a blink.
And by me focusing on you, it also keeps me from realizing that my own oldest child will be graduating just two short years from now. I’m going to stay on the denial train, thank you very much.
I have to tell you that I am crazy proud of you kid. Crazy proud. Being an aunt has been one of the greatest roles that I’ve had the privilege of having in my life. Being a parent is filled with responsibilities and Uber driving and reminders of eating your vegetables and using and overusing the word no. But being an aunt is like a flashing neon sign of YES. It is the reminder that life should be fun and full of extra sprinkles and confetti and dance parties. It is the permission slip of an extra adult in your life that is there for you that is not only cooler than your father (sorry to my brother Greg but facts are facts), but also will forever be a cheerleader in your corner. I’ve got you. I believe in you and that big bold future of yours. Always.
I want you to go out there and live. Really, truly live. Your graduating class has been given the ringer and so much of what makes high school deeply memorable, you unfortunately and heartbreakingly have been robbed of. But I like to think that you will be all the stronger for it. The green light is here now so please don’t take it for granted. You only get this beautiful priceless youth once but if you do it right, once is enough. Make some mistakes. Fail forward. Take in as much scenery as you can. Be present. Catch yourself in awe. Soak in time with the people that you love. And maybe just maybe have a dance party with your cool aunts.
You are smart. You are kind. You are funny. And that is one hell of a combination, kid. The world is welcoming and wide and you are ready for it even if the adults in your corner aren’t quite completely there yet. But we will muster all of the courage we can, confetti in hand, cheering you on.
You were born for greatness.
And we are here for it.
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Katie Yackley Moore is a freelance writer, real estate agent, yoga instructor and a momma of four navigating life and a separation and finding herself in the process. She adores coffee shops, laughing until it hurts and impromptu dance parties. Her work has appeared on Scary Mommy, Mamalode and HuffPost Parents. She has published a journal entitled “Dream a Bigger Dream” and the children’s books “You Are a Warrior” and “We are Family” and just finished her first novel. Catch up with her between tea breaks at The Naked Momma and on Facebook.