Happy Belated Mother's Day

We had a very busy weekend at my house and so I did not get a chance to write a post and wish you all a Happy Mother's Day.

 

My best Mother's Day gift came a day early. My son received his master's degree on Saturday and so it was kind of a sentimental weekend for us.  He's been working very hard for 2 years and I was so proud of him. I try not to bore you too much with my kids' successes but sometimes I just have to let that go and share or I'll burst. I'm so proud and happy for him.

 

 

My "brilliant" son can't figure out how to wear the master's hood before the graduation ceremony . . . .

 

 

 

The graduation and reception was downtown at Chicago's Field Museum of Natural History. My son was obsessed with dinosaurs as a child and I found it amusing that the graduation reception was held at one of his favorite childhood museums that has a wonderful dinosaur exhibit. I was hoping to be able to get a good shot of him with one just for old times' sake. They would not let us leave the reception area to vist the exhibits, however. I was able to find a small glass display case with some bones and fossils and pushed him and his girlfriend in front of it to get some photos, LOL.

 

 

Isn't he adorable? He's my shining star and we all love him to pieces.

 

 

I'm keeping my fingers crossed he gets a job. He has a couple of interviews lined up but I know it's tough out there. He enjoys teasing me often that when he gets his first real job he'll be making more money than I do. Ha ha. That doesn't make me feel bad. That's what it's all about, isn't it? I feel I did my job very well and raising my kids to become  independent adults was always a high priority. We both helped prepare him for a life in which he could eventually support himself in doing something he loved and also  - take care of me and my husband someday when we are old, LOL . . . . Just kidding, son.

 

He wants to teach impoverished students and he doesn't seem to care that it's probably not going to be a very financially "lucrative" career. It's where his heart is and that's what matters. For several years he has been working in and interning at Head Start programs and schools in economically disadvantaged areas and hopes to find a position for fall teaching at  an urban school, helping to make a difference in young lives, working with families that are living below the poverty level. Some of the stories he tells about his teaching experiences with the kids almost break my heart.  He knows he is blessed to have had many advantages and opportunities that so many children in this country may not have had and he is able to connect so well with many of the kids and motivate them to learn. We could not be more proud of him and his goals and wish him the best of luck in achieving them.

 

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“What is more powerful than the love of a mother? What possesses more strength than her humbly whispered prayers? Perhaps only God's hand in answering those earnest pleadings on your behalf.”     -Richelle E. Goodrich