Despite not having seen or talked to certain ex-in-laws for 19 years, and despite a bit of fear and trepidation, I can attest that indeed, there was no blood.
Number One Daughter's graduation was swell.
Of course, there may have been one or two glitches here and there.
Such as...one lost cellphone, a missing camera, driving around at 10 p.m. the night before graduation in order to find pitchers for the sangria, one incredibly overpriced "barbeque," some tears, lots of standing around, one regatta, trying to save 18 seats by myself, the bf having to go back to get the missing camera and recover the lost cellphone and getting stuck in bumper-to-bumper traffic so missed the graduate's processing into the stadium, some rain, some sun, more rain, tons of rain, a lovely dinner, some toasts that I hope will forever bury some hatchets, and lots of love.
The graduate, her mom, and her dad
NOD and the BF
Thanks to E for the photos! Especially appreciated since someone left her camera cord somewhere in Philly...