THE ROSE GARDEN at Riverside Park was all sparkle and glamour on Saturday. Some of this year’s graduates, their families and friends were gathered for pictures and later, the grand march.
The buzz was palpable. Big smiles, laughter, dresses and coats adjusted, nothing was left to chance. I was invited to be part of it by close friends whose daughter graduated. I took photos of their family, of their daughter, then we sat in the shade and chatted until the grand march was to begin.
The conversation drifted from the glamorous moment to the journey that only parents can talk about. The hiccups. The worries. The ‘holding-your-breath’ moments, and of course, the joy. The love that withstands anything and carries us parents over the hurdles and through the hoops; the hope.