My daughter graduated high school two years ago. Tonight I was at a high school graduation that included her ex, whom she dated for nearly two years. During the senior slideshow for this young man, I found myself crying. When I passed him in the hallway, I wanted to give him a hug and tell him I was so proud of him. It took every ounce of strength I had to not do that, I didn’t want anyone to think it was weird, especially since I haven’t talked to him since my daughter broke up with him.
My daughter treated him like garbage and three years ago she broke up with him for a douche bag. This kid was practically family and he was even going to move in with us at one point (with his parents’ permission) so that he didn’t have to move out of state with his parents.
I miss having this kid around my house and I wish there was some chance of him getting back with my daughter, but that ship has sailed and my daughter doesn’t deserve him. I think he also reminds me of my own son who will be graduating soon, which I know I’m not ready for.
wow great!