Each year when this time of year rolls around and kids start heading back to school, I’m reminded of my senior year of high school. The learning part of school was never tough for me, but the social part was. Sure, I had friends – great ones. But I also wasn’t the most popular person in school either. I was the president of several clubs (including the show choir – don’t laugh), the drum major of the band (again, don’t laugh), and had a GPA above 4.0. Needless to say, I was an easy target for teasing and ridicule. But with a name like Stacey, I was kinda used to it. But I was determined to make my senior year MY year. I went into that school with the “I’m-in-charge” attitude that most seniors go into school on the first day with. It worked. My senior year was by far the best of all my years in school. I have such fond memories. There’s a lot that goes on your senior year, too. Homecoming, prom, graduation, college visits, scholarship applications, it’s just an overwhelming year filled with memorable events. My senior year was topped off with two of the most amazing things.
It was graduation day, I had parked my car and was getting my cap and gown out of the back seat to walk toward the stadium when I hear a buzzing overhead. The airport was nearby, so I didn’t think much about it. As I walked along, it continued. As I was getting near the stadium I could see the excitement on my friends’ faces as they looked and pointed to the sky. I turned toward the sound of the buzzing in the sky and found a plane gliding over the stadium pulling a sign behind it that simply said, “Congrats, Stacey Little!” It was the most overwhelming feeling knowing that my parents had offered their praise in such a grand fashion. I was overcome with a feeling of accomplishment. There was a plane pulling a banner with my name on it! I worked hard in school. Each test, each lesson was a desire to please my parents and make them proud of me. At that moment, with that plane flying overhead, I knew I had done just that. It was overwhelming too, because I don’t come from a wealthy family, so I knew my parents must have scraped and scrounged to make that happen. For me it was the most amazing display of love and support.
And just when I thought that gift couldn’t be topped, my Mom went and topped it. But the gift I unwrapped didn’t cost much – maybe $10 at the very most and it is one of the most precious gifts I have ever been given. It was a simple three-ring binder. The pages in it were a journal of every single day of my senior year. Each day my mother would write in the journal about the things that had happened that day – the way I felt, the people I was with. It encapsulated an entire year – the highs and lows, the success and the failures. I love to go back to the journal and read it. She kept the most amazing details. Things that I have long forgotten are brought back to me each time I thumb through the pages. Through this journal, I can relive one of the best times of my life. Some days had simple entries: “You had play practice today. You called and checked on prices of limos for prom. Man, are they expensive! Tomorrow is Senior Skip Day.” Other entries carry more meaning: “Your first performance as the drum major. You did a great job! I was so proud of you!” It is just filled with simple little reminders of the days that filled my last year of high school. I treasure that book. If you have a senior this year, this might be a great idea for you. No graduation gift could have ever compared for me.
Y’all this Breakfast Pizza is great for a quick and easy weekday breakfast before heading off to school or work, but it’s great for the weekend too. The best part is how simple it is. I even love to top mine with a little salsa for added flavor. Y’all enjoy!