Usually, if I take my sweet time coming downstairs, Rudy is gone. Not today. As I opened the door he reached down to pick up and hand me a large cardboard envelope he’d just leaned against our door.
“It’s a diploma,” he said.
The normally understated Rudy looked up at me and smiled.
Rudy isn’t going through our mail. Printed on the envelope is “DIPLOMA-DO NOT BEND.”
We’ve been waiting for this since May! “Didn’t they expect anyone would graduate?” Helaine asked a few weeks ago. I’m told last year’s diplomas went out in November!
The long journey is complete. After 17 years, Kindergarten through senior, Stef is officially done and we officially need a frame!
We are very proud.