Today is a big day for us. We attended our youngest's graduation ceremony and watched him walk through the gates of life into our arms for his next big step into elementary school. After unsuccessfully holding back tears my husband and I grabbed a coffee at the drive-thru, I felt like I deserved a consolation pat on the back for not crumbling right there on the floor, in front of the entire school yelling, no! not him. Please don't let him grow up too soon - he's the last one! Can't he stay?
We laughed and cried, were proud and sad... and silent. It's true what they say, it does go by fast. And in that "fast" drive thru moment we were surprised when the girl at the window said "It's your lucky day! The gentleman ahead of you paid for your coffee because he wanted to pass on his good luck." What? And he was gone. Poof! The coffee elf had vanished. Now we want to pass it on. Wouldn't it be fun if we all passed it on? Picturing an endless ricochet of good luck and many more gate's of life ceremonies.