I cannot believe that I am already here, at the end of a two year journey. This was a relatively short chapter of life, but one chalk full of memories.
To be completely honest, I was a little against flying up to Boston again and walking the stage. Not because I wasn't excited to receive my degree, but I wasn't sure if it would be worth the money of travel, gown, hotel, yadda, yadda, yadda. I was wrong. This last week was a wonderful way for me to receive the closure that I didn't even know I needed.
My family ended up staying in the same hotel that I stayed in when I first flew up for an interview / school tour back in January 2014. I was able to go on two runs around the Charles River, my old stomping ground. I was able to say good-bye to BU, The Container Store, and a few other places that just made me feel so at home there.
This last couple of years hasn't just been me discovering a new land, but me also really starting to fully understand who I am. One of the reasons for me moving so far from home was so that I could know that I could stand on my own two feet, without the help of friends and family. Don't get me wrong - I wouldn't have graduated without their support! I just mean that I needed to know that I was getting a job based on my sign skills and my skills as a teacher and not by my last name or people I happened to know. I needed to know that I had earned my place to join the teaching world.
Even though this was one of my biggest motivations of moving, I did discover so much more about myself. I really started to understand my own beliefs of religion, right and wrong, what I like to do, and why I shouldn't feel ashamed about what I like to do. I learned to become bold and when I should hold my tongue. (This last one is still a difficult task sometimes.)
Boston was a marvelous experience, and part of me will always miss that city. It honestly feels like home to me. (Yes, I realize that I am a Texan and Texas will always come first. But if something happened and I had to move, I would move to Boston in a heartbeat.) Part of me, probably a lot of me, was remolded there, and that's a good thing. I was able to experience so many more cultures and wonderful people and learn more of the beauty of the world.
Sadly, just like everything in life, all good things must come to an end in some way. It is time to close this chapter of my life, and start a new one. (All of this happened on one day as well, as many of you know, but I'll get to that another time. :) ) This will be my last post on this blog site, a humbling experience. I will be soon starting a new one, however, because one of the things that I have learned about myself over the last few years is that I really enjoy blogging.
Dearest readers, thank you for following me on this Journey Through Wonderland. Thank you for all of your kind words and support - it got me through quite a few rough days. I love you all.
Until next time,
Kaity
