So this week the Boy jumped the low bar that is U.S. high school graduation.
I don't want to low-rate him. He did what he needed to do, so good on him.
The difficulty is...what now?
A high school diploma is the bottom-line of any sort of employment. He's not going anywhere exciting with that. And he's gone nowhere outside ten miles of his North Portland home for eighteen years. He has no idea what's out there.
The saddest part was that after his graduation, while his pals were hugging and taking selfies, he was walking home, alone, with his mom and sister and me tagging along behind,
I honestly don't know what to do.
He's going to do whats he's going to do, and I have no idea how to change that.
