I'm not usually given to tears and weeping. As my kids have gotten older, I have felt a little sad that they were growing up, but mainly I love watching my children grow and become even more independent. Graduations, award ceremonies, and putting children on planes have yet to make me cry.
Watching Sam at his last junior high concert got a me a little misty eyed, though. I have sat through so many concerts in this auditorium. The faces keep changing. I've watched singing, plays, awards, orchestra concerts, and more here. I have seen so many teachers come and go. Some of the first people I watched on this stage are now getting married and in some cases having babies of their own. Watching Sam, my youngest, sing his last song on this stage as a junior high student gave me some big emotions. I got misty eyed knowing this was my last concert, of my last kid, in junior high. They have grown faster than I ever imagined.
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