Better to let it unfold naturally. Just be prepared for a moment in the spotlight. The graduates began filing into the auditorium to the traditional pomp and circumstance.
Through the windows, I caught glimpses of the audience. Thousands of family members and friends filling the massive space with excited chatter and occasional shouts of recognition. As we marched down the center aisle, I scanned the family section and spotted my parents seated in premium positions near the front.
Dad wore his navy suit reserved for important client meetings, while mom had chosen an elaborate floral dress and hat combination that screamed, important occasion. Their eyes tracked Lily with obvious pride as she walked just a few people ahead of me. Grandma Eleanor sat beside them, elegant in her simple blue dress, her gaze fixed firmly on me.
When our eyes met, she nodded once, a gesture containing all her fierce pride and love. The ceremony proceeded with the expected speeches about future potential and the responsibility of education. I half listened, mentally rehearsing my upcoming address while managing the butterflies in my stomach.