Pat’s class of accelerated nursing students are graduating this Sunday. The kids and I will be there to receive the diploma in Pat’s place. Back in May, Pat had the opportunity to wear a cap and gown and participate in IUSB’s main graduation ceremony, although he wasn’t really done with his nursing yet. He chose to take part in the ceremony so our kids could witness it and see how his hard work paid off. This Sunday is his “real” graduation.
This is one of the hardest aspects of Pat’s death. We’ve been living with my parents for the last 3 years while Pat worked his darnedest to excel in school. He spent many hours away from home to ensure he didn’t just “pass”–he was determined to become a very knowledgeable nurse. We were counting down the days to graduation–it was so close, we could almost touch it.
One of Pat’s last emails expressed his excitement to get a regular nursing job, possibly working weekends or nights, and have lots and lots of time to spend with me and the kids! I couldn’t wait either–it’s like the last 3 years were our family’s sacrifice for what comes after Pat’s graduation. We were kind of on hold, waiting to restart as a regular, independent family.
It’s all been taken away from me and the children. All because someone chose to drive after drinking too much.