Graduation

Harry and Alec had their graduation party today, and (next) Sunday it will be official. I'm struggling with everything this means; it really is an end of an era. Certainly, for them- graduating high school is scary and exciting and nerve wracking and nostalgic, all in one. But it also means I no longer have a tie to Franklin. I am, officially, one of the Pubbers no one will ever remember. Someone who made traditions in concert band, but no one will know who started them. 

It's pretty self centered, sure. I don't need to be remembered indefinitely, and I don't need to go back to high school. But it is a little bittersweet, to think that every year things change so much that I eventually get erased. Coming home after my second year of college, it's easy to see I hardly belong anymore. I'm a visitor.  It reminds me how short everything is, and that I only have two more years left of college. What have I left as my legacy at BW? So far, nothing. Hopefully, this year I can be motivated into being one of "those" college kids, the ones who are brave and inspired and innovative. Someone involved.

The boys are deciding what song to play at the graduation ceremony, and I'm voting for this one:

(Every new beginning comes from some other beggining's end.)

I believe in new beginnings.