The last weeks of school are upon us, tonight was #1's choir concert. I had a hard time keeping my eyes dry and I think I injured my right index finger holding down the record button on my digital camera.
Its been 6 years of choir for this boy. As I watched his last performance I couldn't help but be overwhelmed with emotions. #1 is graduating from the same high school I graduated from 26 years ago. I wonder if he has regrets, things he wishes he'd done differently? That makes me realize that the past eighteen years of my parenting, now stands on its own to face the world, ready or not!
I'm sure that he'll need years of therapy to get over some of my parenting ;) But, regret is a damning emotion, getting caught up in the shoulda's detracts from the joy of this beautiful son of mine singing his heart out, meeting the world head up, hopes high. So, I'm going with... no regrets, well one, I wish I had a better camera.
Enjoy some amazing High School Choir.