Aug
25
The night before classes begin. Can't sleep.
This is an unusual place to be in. My first college experience was vastly different- I already knew so many people, students and faculty alike. This time? I don't know a soul. Had to look around this afternoon to ensure I know which buildings are which, so I don't look like a lost freshman.
In all the preparation for the semester, I've considered myself as going back to school "alone". When in actuality, that couldn't be farther from the truth. And here in the early morning dark, I am hitting that realization.
My Michael is with me, as he is the one who opened this incredible door. I couldn't afford to take such a financial leap without his help. Even at this moment, I cannot breathe, much less say the words thank you aloud... stillness in absolute gratitude.
So tomorrow morning, I am headed off to school for the two of us. I'm going to finish my degree, and do my best to remember every minute I'm studying, sitting in a lecture, or riding my bike in the sweltering heat, that he has taken my hand and jumped off this crazy cliff with me. Somehow it always works out when you don't jump alone.
So here we go, little Mikey. Your first day of college.
I am going to make you so proud!