So, what do you want to do after you graduate?
It's T-minus 5 days and counting! Friday I'll be walking across the Georgia Center stage and getting my diploma. Then spending some time with my family, my boyfriend, his family, then going on a (location still to-be-determined) mother-daughter celebratory trip. Then what?
It's easy to be overwhelmed by the options. I've already got plans in the works to move out to L.A. and continue to pursue my career in health and fitness. What an amazing opportunity--one I'm simultaneously thrilled and terrified by. I tend to get freaked out and exhilarated by any kind of change, and I like to embrace anything that scares me--I like to know what I'm really made of. I'm not that strong, but I try to be. A lot of times, just trying helps me to get there.
Yesterday, we had a Cinco de Mayo party for the kids at the Boys and Girls Club. They had so much fun--re-enacting the battle for Mexico, and then especially with the pinata. Every one of them took a turn, and the tutors as well. I was the last to go--3 swings and I took that horse down. Later, I remembered a birthday party from my childhood that also featured a pinata--a situation where I was unable to even make contact with it, and was ostracized for it. I was a sensitive only child and ill-equipped to handle the insults of the girls, all of whom were older than me.
Iit occurs to me that I'm not that little girl anymore. After that incident, it was years--until yesterday--until I would attempt to touch a pinata. After almost being overlooked, I decided I'd take a turn, and ended up with two solid hits before the third gutted the paper-mache horse and dulces rained from the heavens, disappearing under a mass of candy-ravenous elementary schoolers.
So here I go. I'm going to take a few swings out on my own. We'll see if I can make some connections out there. :)
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