On Saturday May 24th, 2014 the senior class of Sonlight graduated.
This is a picture of me, my Dad, and my senior class right after my Dad gave me my diploma.
The story behind this photo was kind of sad.
The Friday before graduation my family and I had everything ready. My senior table was set up at the church and we had everything in the car ready for graduation day. Before it was time to leave however my Mom came down with what we believed to be bad food poisoning. She had been vomiting since about six that morning.
Since we lived an hour away from the church we had to make a decision then and there on what we were going to do because my Mom was not fit enough to make it to the graduation.
We eventually decided that me and my Dad would FaceTime her throughout the ceremony. And that is exactly what we did.
As my fellow seniors and I were in the holding room lined up and ready to go I was FaceTimeing my Mom and Grandma with our phone.
Eventually it became my turn and I tried my hardest not to cry walking down the aisle to my seat.
I sat there and watched as my fellow graduates slideshows went by and they each got their diplomas.
I had my mom on FaceTime as soon as it was my turn and I joined my Dad at the bottom of the stage to wait till it was over.
I was grateful that I did not have to speak because I would not have known what to say. My Dad however said everything just right.
He explained to everyone why him and I were holding our phones on stage. He then continued into his short speech that he had prepared and then asked forgiveness as he said he would like to take a ‘selfie’ for my Mom.
Now here I am, I have had no idea what he was going to do for his speech in the first place and then my Dad wants to take a selfie?
I just went with it.
As we were turned around getting ready to take our selfie, I could see, in the corner of my eye, a mass of blue gather around behind us.
All my friends and fellow seniors had ‘photobombed’ our selfie.
I was so overjoyed it softened the sadness that was in my heart from my Mom not being able to be there with us physically.
I found out later that the photobomb was planned by non other than my Dad himself. He had gone into the holding room when I wasn’t in there and explained the situation to them. All the seniors agreed.
I am so grateful for all the friends I have had through highschool. I could never ask for better.
I want to thank them for making that moment special and memorable even if it was in a way I did not expect.
(I would also like to thank Apple Inc. because without FaceTime my Mom and Grandma would not have been able to see what was happening as it was happening.)
I am also happy to say that my Mom is feeling a lot better and that she was able to mingle at my graduation party yesterday!