About a week ago, my little sister graduated from high school.
I can hardly believe it. It seems like not too long ago that I graduated from high school, and now my baby siblings are inching their way to college and adulthood. (My little brother is only starting high school next year, but soon I will be blogging about his graduation.)
I don't have much to say except to congratulate Amy on her accomplishment. She's had a difficult run through high school. She was bullied in one place, changed schools, and had to start over again with new friendships. But it's over now and Amy is headed to the World Race Gap Year, where she is going to be blown away by God's passion for missions and service.
This time of year is full of change. Next year it will be me: my year of lasts, my year to graduate from all school ever, my year of new beginnings.
But this time is Amy's.
We celebrate her with joy because we have seen how she has grown in the last four years.
And as I look at the young woman she has become, I look back with fondness on moments like these.
One year ago: The Most Fascinating Puddle in the World
Two years ago: I almost forgot what rain was.
Four years ago: Where is God's hatred?