As I sat at my graduation party last weekend, watching the slide show my mother so dutifully put together, I looked back on all of my other graduations. There was my preschool graduation, where I proudly posed with my “diploma” (a certificate tied with yarn) and cardboard cap. There was the 5th-grade moving-up ceremony, middle school graduation, and of course, high school graduation. Yet something seemed different about graduating from college. All of the other times, I knew what lay ahead: elementary school, middle school, high school and college.

There was always a direct path for me to follow, [ ...continue reading ]