I am the parent of a 2021 senior, and I will not give up on this year.

No doubt, my senior and I will grieve.

We will cry.
We will scream.
We will wish.
We will wonder.

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But that is not all or most of what we will do. Not even close.

The members of the class of 2021 have not worked all these years to have their graduation year given away without a fight.

We have some idea of what we’re up against. Uncertainty, cancellations, restrictions, changes, inconveniences, and disappointments.

But we will not give these the upper hand.

We will fight.

We will fight for celebration and hope and joy and laughter and ceremonies and milestones and ordinary days and the future.

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I am the parent of a rising senior, and I am not giving up on this year.

I’m giving it—and, so much more so, my senior—every chance to light us up and lift us up.

Originally published on Guilty Chocoholic Mama

Elizabeth Spencer

Elizabeth Spencer is mom to two daughters (one teen and one young adult) who regularly dispense love, affection, and brutally honest fashion advice. She writes about faith, food, and family (with some occasional funny thrown in) at Guilty Chocoholic Mama and avoids working on her 100-year-old farmhouse by spending time on Facebook and Twitter.