At My Daughters Graduation

Written by Lisa on Wednesday 21 June 2006

Yesterday I attended an event that I hadn't expected for many years to come. Rachel our four year old daughter graduated.

We watched through tear filled eyes as she and her classmates sang a song together, and smiled as she walked onto the stage and proudly accepted her certificate.

No, we haven't raised a child genius, and Rachel has no college or university degree. Yesterday she graduated from  nursery school.

She looked adorable on stage singing an adapted version of 'New York New York' that was now 'P1, P1'. Her mortice board was perched jauntily on top of her curls, and she smiled and waved each time she caught a glimpse of me, Gerard,  or one of  her grandparents through the lights.

I barely stopped myself from crying, as it hit me once again how quickly she is growing up. I now look forward to her tap dancing show this weekend. I know I will need a box of tissues for that!