To A Senior Upon Graduation

Dear Abbie: Tonight you graduate from high school. Wrapping my head around that takes effort. It seems just a few days ago you were a 10-year-old girl, hair tied back in a schrunchie, clutching a Harry Potter book and sizing me up from your side of the table at Pizza King. I remember your salad was drenched with ranch dressing, a habit you have maintained. Your mom and I had started dating a few weeks earlier, and this was a big step, allowing me to meet you. I guess I passed the test, since happily I’m still around more than eight years later — the last five years as a family. Our time...

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