Mom

It's my first morning post-school and I want to blog but I don't know what to write about. So I'll just let my stream of consciousness flow.

My mom is still sleeping...

I am so excited to have her down here with me to see me graduate, something that I knew was possible but at times thought was impossible. Someone I work with on campus said there were many times, especially last semester, when I could have gone in the wrong direction but didn't. My therapist says it's like a fork in the road. You can either choose the negative lane or the positive lane.

My mom and I have been through it all together and to have her here means the world to me. We have seen dark days together and we have seen bright days together... and Saturday, when I graduate, is a very bright day. We will be all smiles and full of joy.

I posted on my Facebook yesterday about how the last two times my mom was down in Florida, it was because I was in the hospital. It's such a difference this time under better circumstances. The excitement and joy is felt in the air.

My mom is incredibly strong and I think some of my strength and willpower comes from her. My willpower to never give up. To keep fighting the good fight. To keep marching forward, no matter what the weather.

The past year and a half of graduate school has been one of the toughest times in my life, but I didn't give up because, to me, giving up is not an option. I have always been a fighter, always yearning for the better day.

And today the brighter day is here...