On Graduating

Kati (oft-referred to on this blog as "my little sister") is graduating in a month. And, as a result, I'm having the typical "Am I really this old?" kind of experience. When I graduated high school, Kati was a rising first-grader. A FIRST-GRADER. Someone please explain to me how 2003 was twelve years ago? And don't say "Time!" because time doesn't move that fast. Believe me. Have you ever sat in the middle seat on a 10-hour transatlantic flight? Time moves slowly. It must be some other kind of sorcery. 

Anywho, back to my original statement: Kati is graduating next month. 

If you're lucky enough to have younger siblings, then you probably understand how I feel right now. I was the baby of the family and had just turned 11 when Kati was born. Our older sister and brother were 15 and 14 at the time. Truthfully, though, Kati has felt more like a friend and less like someone I have to babysit since she was 9 years old. But now that she's an adult, and I see her doing all the Big People things, it really hits home that we're at this stage in our lives. And it makes me realize just how lucky I am - just how lucky we are - to have her as a sister and a friend.

Also, I just found out that my high school is tearing down our old gym. And now the last member of our family is graduating. So, as you can imagine, I'm dealing with some pretty heavy feels over here. 

Onto the photos! I took these in Daytona for sister and her "fam" (that's what they call each other). Really, really ridiculously good-looking is what they are. 

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