On this exact day ten years ago, I graduated with my undergraduate degree.
Or degrees, to be exact; a bachelors of art in rhetoric- creative writing and a bachelors of science in psychology.
And as I tossed my mortarboard joyously into the air, hard work duly noted, accounted for, and rewarded, I don’t think I could have ever guessed where I’d be a decade later.
Because hard work and ambition isn’t always rewarded with a piece of paper promising a shiny future. And that promised future might turn out to be a merely guilded shimmer, requiring more than anticipated to hit its solid core.
But ten years later, here I am. And getting here wasn’t all positive, it hasn’t all been easy, and I don’t think I’m anywhere near done with my journey, but it’s great to take anniversaries like this and -instead of thinking about what you’ve yet to do- take stock of all you’ve accomplished, how far you’ve come. To remember the you of yesteryear when everything you have now was a dream or, better yet, unfathomable.
Because, as it turns out, here is a pretty good place to be.
So here’s to dreaming big, working hard, and celebrating how far you’ve made it after all.