Graduations and Frustrations
At this moment, I’m attending the college graduation of a good friend. It feels as though her name was called hours ago; it begins with “h” and they’re now somewhere in the land of “w.” But this a community college with different types of degrees and certificates, and they seem to be giving them out in organized groups, meaning this could take a while longer. The light at the end of the tunnel is but a distant star-like flicker at this point. I’ve ordered a pizza.
While I’m certainly happy for my friend, I’m feeling very down right now. According to standard course, I should have graduated 3 years ago. Yet, here I am, no degree and not sure how much longer I have. Yes, I see all of the stuff I’ve been through coming together and melting into what appears to be my vocation. But, all the same…it’s very frustrating.
Perhaps the intense frustration caused by witnessing this event will catalyze progress and lead to success.
More thoughts on this later…
The picture is of the last time I wore a cap and gown, which was at my high school graduation. The 19th of this month marks 7 years since that night.