Graduation Day


20110506-100758.jpgThis morn­ing I will be grad­u­at­ing with a Master’s of Arts in Inter­na­tional Rela­tions. Through­out the pro­gram I had no inten­tions of walk­ing in a cer­e­mony because I wasn’t excited about the accom­plish­ment. Don’t get me wrong; I am very excited about the edu­ca­tion and mov­ing on to a PhD, but at a cer­tain age I think we begin to not want atten­tion on our mile­stones. It’s almost like turn­ing 30. After that birth­day you really aren’t excited about telling peo­ple how old you are.

All of this changed one day recently when I thought about the fact that my son will be there to see me grad­u­ate! Sud­denly, not only was I excited but I was finally proud of my accom­plish­ment. It’s amaz­ing what chil­dren do for us. In many ways this was a trans­for­ma­tive moment.

He won’t under­stand what’s going on around him; he’s only four months old. Nev­er­the­less, hav­ing him there is one of my proud­est moments. I’m con­fi­dent that the pride I’m feel­ing today will be dwarfed by the pride I will feel when he takes his first step, or when he says his first word.

I’m look­ing for­ward to putting my cap and hood on him and tak­ing pic­tures of my future grad­u­ate. The accom­plish­ment is as much his as it is mine.

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