Gradutation

A week ago today, I walked across the stage. I shook Chancellor Sullivan's hand, I received my diploma. I don't know how else to describe the feeling other than ethereal. I remember what happened, how it felt, what  I was seeing, but it felt like an out-of body experience. I was watching myself accept my diploma, I wasn't doing it myself. I made it back to my seat to watch the rest of the ceremony but to this day I can not remember what I was thinking as I walked across that stage. It was that picturesque moment where you see in movies where everything slows down, and even the light in the air has a certain extra sparkle. 

I worked hard to earn my degree, I gave up weekends with friends to finish projects and spent hours upon hours studying. Although, the work has not deterred me from continuing on to my Bachelors. In another year and a half or so, I will be walking across that stage again. Maybe this time I will get to be myself as I accept my diploma and shake the Chancellor's hand. I can only hope.

"Press forward. Do not stop, do not linger in your journey, but strive for the mark set before you."
- George Whitefield 

Elisabeth :)