Sharp barbs in surprising places

My son graduated from high school on Saturday. How strange to drive 7 hours to attend.

Pain and joy, pain and joy, pain and joy.

The pain comes from strange and unanticipated places. The simple act of grocery shopping can bring it. For example, the other day I noticed that there are non-brand name versions of the single serving packs of vanilla yogurt topped with a cap full of candy.

The world has moved on.

I began buying the name-brand cups for him when they first came out. They were a wonderful discovery for my picky son, at a time when I had less than a handful of acceptable school lunch options.

I don't buy them anymore. And they are no longer new; off brands exist now when I won't save a few cents by choosing them.

Simple sights can send the sharpest barbs.