Yesterday I did something that made me realize how lucky my oldest son is. I put his last school picture in the frame that holds his 1st through 12th grade pictures. There it was complete and in each picture he is smiling and happy. There are many days that I feel like it was just yesterday that I took him to the bus for his first day of school. I recall both the excitement I had for him and the fear I had that he would have a similar experience as I did.
So now I put up his twelfth grade picture and realize that he did not have the experience I did. He did not get bullied. He was lucky. While there was certainly some times when friends weren’t exactly friendly, he never dealt with a bully and he always stayed positive throughout. I wonder what it was about him. Certainly he is a laid back kid. He always was. Things just roll off his back and he doesn’t get emotional about many things.
Also, he was willing to talk his mind to people and not let them get to him. He was always willing to defend his opinions with confidence. Maybe these were the things that worked for him. Maybe his personality helped him where it didn’t help me. I know for him this was a good thing and I am happy for him, but at the same time I am sad for some of his friends that didn’t have it so easily.
I remember stories he shared of friends that were being picked on. One time I helped mentor one friend and hopefully he felt better afterward. I guess in some ways I am just glad that the end of High School is near for him without incident. But not a day goes by that I don’t think of the others that I share this site and stories with. Those that didn’t have an easy time. Maybe one day I will interview my son to see why he thinks he was so lucky. But for now I will put the last picture in his “School Days” frame and be happy that I can look at it and know that his school days were not like my school days.