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Although I could not predict where the balloon would ultimately land, I daydreamed, speculated, and created a story in my mind of just who would find the balloon. In my mind's eye, they would take the message that I wrote, be moved by it, do something amazing with it, or at the very least, ask a question about who the sender was. It was a way to live on and float out into the world.
I have a daughter graduating from high school this evening. As I thought about and reflected on her time in school and how quickly it went, I was somehow transported back to releasing that balloon. My baby, my sweet daughter is very much like that balloon.
This event in her life and in my life is very much like that launch. From her first day of kindergarten to this day, it has been a journey- at times so long and at times so short. Each day of that journey - from what she learned in her academic adventures, her social adventures, and in what we instilled in her, filled her and prepared her to go off into the world - it was what prepared her to rise and fly.
As her dad and I send her off into the world, we are releasing her to fly. We have attached messages of love, value, and importance to her. She carries messages from us into the world. More importantly, those messages, if we have done our jobs well, will be ingrained in her, in what she is to the world, and who she is in the world. If we have done our job well, she will always know that she is unconditionally loved, and will carry that love and legacy to the world. We can only dream of where she will land; the winds of life often carry us in unexpected directions. Our story of what and who she is in the world will always have a vein of truth, yet, she will form the words and the language her own story.
So on this night of her release into the world and into her future, we wish for her to fly, catching the wind currents, embracing the sun that will shine on her, weathering and being stronger for the storms she will face, and landing in a place that fulfills her own heart.
To our sweet daughter, you are a gift to the world. Although it is hard to let go of the string and let you go, we will relish in the beauty of your flight. We are proud to call you our legacy. Soar high sweet baby!