We left on Saturday morning. Reasonably early enough but not before making Diane more alarmed by the minute as I kept checking in case I missed out anything. Shoes - check, camera - check, etc. The journey felt at times slow because we wanted to be there before the office closed so that Diane could collect her robe, and at times fast because I kept reminiscing on the first journey we had taken to UTP when we sent her, first for her interview and the second for her first semester. FIVE years have passed, seemingly so quickly. In between we have experienced so much even though we were separated. As parents we had traveled this same route, to and fro, each semester for the past five years. We had sent her in with all her luggage, paraphernalia and all each semester, then moved them out again each semester's end and visits in between. Yet each trip had been a joy because seeing her more than made up for our efforts. I have grown fond of the route but this would be the last time I would be taking it as I went in with all of my family.
Everything proceeded smoothly on Saturday, collection of the robe, photo taking, dinner. Diane looked just so beautiful I felt bursting with pride. It was very nice meeting the parents of the students whom we had played host to some time or other during the past years though I wish I had more of the students at my table too but then one can not have everything. They had taken care of my girl and for that I am very grateful.
Sunday morning dawned quickly. At last. We all gave thanks and glory to God. Five years ago, we had convened as a family too to commit Diane to His care and He had been faithful and blessed us with this day. Thank you Lord, You are so good to us.
Diane, trying out her robe for size...
(... to be continued)
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