My baby is graduating. I spent the day designing and printing party invitations, and then stuffing envelopes with announcements and senior photos. They'll go out in the mail tomorrow and then there's no turning back. We'll celebrate her 18th birthday and the end of high school, which has been a very fun, exciting time for Boyd and me. In August she'll head off to Peoria to study Spanish Teacher Education at Bradley University. In the meantime, I'll enjoy watching her head off to prom Saturday night with a great group of friends, celebrate at the orchestra banquet, finish up the last few weeks of school and rejoice at her accomplishments these past four years, and the 14 wonderful years before those. Mingled with all of the excitement will be tears—both of joy and sadness. Time has gone much too fast and I'm not ready to give her up. I don't know if I ever will be.