I'm late, I know. I had been searching for this video on Mother's Day until my own mother took precedence. But I LOVE this commercial, and I love my mother, and I know you all love yours. And we can just call this mother's week.
They deserve more than one day, afterall.
Cheers to our magical mothers.
I inhale books. My bookshelves are home to several genres: magical fairytales, autobiographies, plays, and classics, every Jane Austen, a couple Hemingways, of course the Potter Heptalogy & as of yesterday the Hunger Games trilogy.
I love books because they transport you into a new world. A world that is guided by a set of unknowns: unfamiliar laws, incredible rules, new love, and heartbreaking loss. You know the characters more than you may even know your best friends. You hear their every thought. See their every move. In most of my favorite books, there are mystical creatures lurking around every page corner. You paint an entire world, a new landscape, a whole LIFE within your mind that is inhabited by these characters. And they live there, forever. Never to leave the confines of their hardbacked cover.
I love books. But with four years of ridiculous studying, too much coffee and lots of textbook chapters clouding my eyes- I let that love go unnourished. And I had forgotten. Until yesterday afternoon, while laying in the sun I picked up my first post-grad book. It was closed by dinner.
On May 5, 2012, I came upon a milestone. I crossed a stage, moved a tassel, threw my cap in the air and shook the dean's hand. Then I carried my diploma back to a folding chair and smiled to myself. I did it. We did it.
We did it: all four thousand and some of my graduating classmates.
We did it: I mark the half way point for my family's collective college career.
We did it: late nights, early mornings, thousands of pages of paper, hundreds of pens, two dorm rooms, two apartments, eighty odd credit hours, eight semesters, countless interviews, unbearable exams.. we did it.
And on May 8th I packed up, moved out and drove down 27 to home, no longer a Miami student- but an alum. I am starting a new chapter of my life. Oxford was good to me, it will always have my heart. But it is time to say goodbye.