“I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a
reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led to those who help us
most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don't know if I believe that's
true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you.”
My sweet niece, Allison, graduates from
high school tomorrow. To many people this is not a big deal as graduation
happens each year. In fact as a high school teacher, I participate in the
graduation ceremony each year. However, this year is much different. I am
having trouble processing all of the emotions that I have about Allison
graduating. I am proud, amazed, excited, astonished, anxious … Allison is graduating with high honors and
multiple scholarships. As her English teacher I can vouch for her work ethic
and prowess in the classroom. Her academic potential is limitless. As her aunt,
I am truly astonished at how quickly eighteen years have passed.
Allison was born during my senior year
of college, February 14, 1995. My entire adult life has included her. More
importantly, my entire adult life has been
blessed by being a part of her childhood. I have been amazed as I have
watched my younger sister, Emily, develop as a parent. She has sacrificed, fought,
studied, struggled, worked, planned, protected, but most all LOVED. She has
loved Allison right through everything. The two of them are a force. I feel
blessed to have been included in their journey. So many memories have been flashing through my
mind this week. One moment I see a pudgy- faced toddler who worships Disney
princesses and the next moment I am speaking with one of my favorite students
about her future at OSU. It is a lot to take in when the people you love and
your professional purpose --- collide.
Tomorrow, my sweet Allison, as I sit on
the field with you as Mrs. Olding and facilitate graduation I am proud of all
that you have accomplished at SHS. I will slap you a high five and share your
excitement for all that you have earned, just like I will with the rest of my
seniors. The trouble is that Aunt Sara will be there too. Aunt Sara is going to
take one look at you and weep with amazement at the beautiful, intelligent,
thoughtful, INCREDIBLE young woman that you have become. When I look at you I can’t stop the slide
show. I see you with a pacifier in your car seat. I see you in your first
communion dress, asleep on my lap for hours. I see you at Christmas ecstatic
about opening an American girl doll. I see you begging Bryan not to go back to
Chicago, sledding down the hill on Williams Street, on a pontoon with your
cousins. The slide show goes on and on.
I guess what I am trying to say is that
if the lyrics are accurate and people really do “come into each other’s lives
for a reason, bringing something we must learn to help us grow”… well then I
owe you a thank you. You have taught me gratitude. There hasn’t been a day
since you were born where I haven’t been grateful to be a part of your life. In
fact… “so much of me is made up of what I’ve learned from you.” You have taught me that family is stronger than anything. Stronger than conflict, career, anger,
time, finances, haters, lovers, any of it. You have taught us all that when
family comes together nothing else
matters. So tomorrow, when the stoic Mrs. Olding can’t keep it together, I want
you to know it is all your fault. Because she knew you---she has been changed
for good.
I love you.

