This family chronicle and reflection celebrates with profound pride my son's high school graduation in Venezuela. Amidst the socioeconomic challenges young people face in completing their studies, this moving account documents how perseverance, resilience at home, and faith allowed us to reach this important academic milestone, paving the way for a future full of new family projects.
The celebration I'm sharing with you fills me with pride because it reflects the great effort we've made over a long period to make this moment a reality.
Today I feel happy. Together with my son, I achieved one of many goals to come: today my son graduated from high school. I am a proud and happy mother; yes, we did it, son! We are here demonstrating that with perseverance, we can achieve anything.
We live in a country where it is not easy for young people to complete their studies, and many have to abandon their dreams due to the difficult economic situation. However, giving up was never an option for my beautiful son, and even less so for me. At his high school graduation ceremony, I felt like the happiest mother in the world as he reached this first major milestone. I will accompany you on this journey where you will have many dreams to fulfill, and I ask God to grant me good health and a long life to walk alongside you.
My mother, my rock and the woman who has been with me through thick and thin, is here by my side, supporting us as always. How grateful I am to have her and to share together the joy of seeing my beautiful son fly.
Son, I dedicate this beautiful poem by Jaime Sabines to you:
Beneath my hands it grows, sweet, every night. Your soft, gentle, infinite womb. Beneath my hands that pass over and over, measuring him, kissing him, beneath my eyes that gaze upon him all night.
I realize that your breasts are growing too, full of you, round and sagging. You have something. You laugh, you look different, far away.
My son is making you sweeter, making you fragile. You sound like a dove's leg breaking.*
Guardian, I protect you from all ghosts, I embrace you so you may mature in peace.
Yes, my beautiful son, today your path opens up, new opportunities will come into your life, and I will get to see you fly, love, and mature. I love you, 
Successes will come, I decree it: opportunities for study and professional growth. Better times are coming because storms don't last forever, and our country is about to flourish. I declare this with faith.
Attribution to the author and protagonist: Dedicated to my son @edreisito.
Poem quoted: It grows under my hands by the Mexican poet Jaime Sabines.
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