The author (right) was devastated when her daughter graduated from high school. Courtesy of Oskar Saville My daughter was graduating from high school, and the grief sent me into denial. But at the graduation ceremony, I realized how proud I was of my daughter — and of myself. My children weren't leaving; we were all growing into something new. Last month, I was opening a cardboard box full of graduation robes. It was a normal service day of mothers helping out for the upcoming event. The room