I've never posted a picture of him here before, nor used his real name, but tonight, in honor of his Senior Night, I want to celebrate the achievements of this wonderful boy/man. (He's wearing #7 at the top of this picture...dragging his feet as usual!)
Alcott, if God had seen fit to bless me with biological children, I could not have loved them more than I love you. I love your insecurities, your sadness, your happiness, that amazing smile, the serious talks we have, the silly talks we have, your messy room, your messy hair, and most of all, the pure white light that emanates from every part of you. I am terrified already for what will happen when you leave for college, but I know I cannot - should not! - protect you, for it is the adversity of life that makes us strong. Know that I will always be here for you when the world feels too unfair, that you will always own a special piece of my heart that is only for you (shh, don't tell your siblings), and that I'll be right next to you, cheering you on, no matter where your path leads. I'm never more than a telephone call away and there's nothing you can tell me that would shake my unwavering love and support, so don't be afraid.
Be not the slave of your own past-plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep, and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience, that shall explain and overlook the old. Ralph Waldo Emerson