02/02/2026
This hashtag hits me differently every time I see the posts start to come across my timeline(in the VERY limited amount of time I spend on social media😂).
This is my second post on here announcing that Mason will graduate this year. The first one came a full year after his original graduating class crossed the stage. Even typing that still feels surreal.
I never imagined I would be TRYING to plan my 30th class reunion in the same year I am finally able to say my son is graduating. That contrast has been more emotionally challenging than I thought it would be.
Graduation is supposed to feel like a clean milestone. A right of passage. A moment without hesitation. This has not been that.🤷🏻♀️
I have been slow to post because of all the what ifs that live quietly in the background for me. What if something happens. What if he does not get to again. When you have lived through loss and uncertainty, celebration never feels simple. It feels layered!
There is pride here. Deep pride. Mason earned this diploma through resilience most people will never understand. Through loss. Through relearning. Through courage that showed up even when joy felt fragile, for us ALL!
There is also grief. ❤️🩹 Because this moment exists alongside everything that was taken. Both are true. Neither cancels the other.🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽
I am proud of the man he is becoming. And I am learning that honoring this moment does not mean pretending it looks the way it was supposed to.
He sure looks good, though! 😍🙌🏽😍🙌🏽
Mason, your sense of humor is top notch as is your ability to purposefully annoy me 😍 I see the renewed spirit you have since starting DEFY Neuro Rehabilitation and all of the physical and cognitive progress happening. I see a spark that I have been praying fo. I love you so much. You deserve all good things, Bupp!
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