Brandon had been going to day program prior to the pandemic that is Covid-19. He was able to attend school until he was 21 and we took full advantage of that. One thing he could do was go back to school to participate in his graduation ceremony, which was scheduled for May 11.
Steve and I knew this would most likely be cancelled, but we were holding out a sliver of hope that everything would clear up and graduation would proceed.
That little sliver went away yesterday when I received the email that graduation is, indeed, cancelled. I will not lie…I cried. A lot. I was just so sad that we would not see our wonderful son walk across the stage and receive his diploma.
School was good for Brandon. The teachers, paras, and therapists were instrumental in shaping him into the young man he is today. We were looking forward to thanking them for their time spent with Brandon. For their patience and determination. And for the care they showed our son.
The email communicated they are hopeful they can reschedule when it is safe to do so. I hope they can, but for now, I have taken May 11 off my calendar.
Our youngest son, Josh, was set to graduate in June and his has been cancelled also. I am sad for my boys that they won’t get their days. We have promised both a big party when this is all over. Brandon requested a big cookie cake, which we will do.
Stay well everyone and think some good thoughts for all the 2020 graduates who will have to find a different way to celebrate their huge accomplishments.