Yesterday I did something that I have waited approximately 23 years, 9 months, and two days to do...
I walked in my first college commencement ceremony.
Although I graduated in December of 2010 with a B.A. in History and picked up my diploma back in February, putting on that cap and gown and walking across the stage was the official end of my goal.
I am done. I can cross this off my list.
Did I wish it went faster? Oh absolutely yes. Sitting in classrooms with fellow students and teachers that are younger than oneself can be embarrassing and isolating as my life experiences as a parent/wife/caregiver and a child of the 80's (let's hear it for when MTV was good!) automatically separated me from 90% of the classroom. Those feelings usually went away within a few weeks of each semester and I would find myself one or two or even a group of new friends who didn't seem to care that I could have been their mother. The weird juxtaposition of enjoying the experience/wisdom of my age with the feeling that I am still 18 inside battles inside of me, even now. Will that ever go away?
Wednesday evening I whipped up a little quilt block I call The Commencement Block and attached it to the top of my cap, just for fun. I went to watch my fellow history majors walk last year and saw that people decorate their caps in various creative ways so I decided to put my own quilting stamp on mine.
|The Commencement Block|
Good friends and family all joined me yesterday to celebrate and for that I am grateful. Their emotional support over the years along with numerous child pickups from school when I had a class that ran late were crucial to getting me to today.
|My brother Scott came!|
"Do not go where the path may lead; go instead where there is no path and leave a trail”
Ralph Waldo Emerson