There are big moments in life that we, as humans, want to celebrate with others. Birthdays, graduations, weddings, having children, etc. Each of them is a turning point, whether large or small, that will change our lives in some way.
As I approach another milestone, my heart is heavy for those that are not here to celebrate with me. This will be my second graduation without my father by my side. I won't get his tight hug, I won't get the whisper in my ear that he loves me and is proud of me, I won't get to see the smile on his face when he tells me "I knew you could do it".
I know he is looking down on me and celebrating alongside his father, my dear Papa, who is at peace in heaven. I know they are proud and I know they are cheering me on. But nothing can replace the embrace of a father.
Dad always said "whatever you are, be a great one". I remember the first time he said it to me. I showed him my pictures and told him I wanted to be a photographer. I asked if he thought it was a good idea. Of course, being my father, he said "if you like it, I love it". It wasn't much of an answer, but Dad was good at answering questions without actually answering them. I continued to tell him about all the other things I was thinking about doing when I graduated high school. When I told him that I was just too confused, he said, "well I always say 'whatever you are, be a great one'. Well, actually Abe Lincoln said it, but I say it, too."
My father was more than a man who stole quotes from dead presidents. He was a supportive, loving, encouraging man who made sure that you knew he had confidence in you. Dad is no longer here, but he is a driving factor behind how I have gotten to this point. To this day, his words and his spirit continue to push me to be the best I can be. I am forever grateful to my hero.
My mother, too, has been a building block in my life. She has helped to support me financially, emotionally and even physically to this day. I can't count the number of times she drove to Denton in the middle of the night to get me when I was sick or in pain. I would not have been able to afford many of the luxuries I am blessed with if I hadn't had her financial support. And although she has pushed me to the edge of my sanity (as mothers are supposed to do), she has always pulled me back in and kept me going. She is strong, smart, encouraging, and loving and she always makes sure I know she has faith in me.
My sweet sister has been a lifeline. There were times when I truly didn't think I would make it to this point. Her sisterly advice always encouraged me and pushed me forward. Her home was a safe haven where I could escape from the stress of school. When I needed a "subject" for different assignments, she was available and willing to help. I can honestly say I wouldn't be walking across that stage on Friday night if I didn't have such a God-fearing, loving, supportive sister.
God has blessed me with an amazing support system. My roommates are a constant support at home, my friends are encouraging in my times of need (and even when I don't think I need it) and my family has never doubted what I am capable of. I never really had anyone tell me that they doubted my potential, but I suppose that's because I never [outwardly] doubted myself. I think my own doubt about my persistence and abilities was what pushed me the hardest. I did not want to let others down. It may be a character flaw, but it has gotten me here.
Thank you to everyone that has helped me through these four years. They have been stressful, relaxing, challenging, rewarding, emotional, eye-opening, and wonderful. I am grateful for you all.
