I have a lot to say and announce and express gratitude about on here.
But right now I need to sleep, because tomorrow at 9am, a whole bunch of talented, amazing, intelligent friends of mine and I are graduating from American University—and my roomie and I decided sleeping through the ceremony might be funny to us, but wouldn’t be to the 20-odd relatives who travelled thousands of collective miles to see us wrap up our college careers.
Wrap up, though? See, I never understood why they call it a “commencement” ceremony. Never made sense to me. Doesn’t “commence” mean to “start?,” I always thought. “Shouldn’t they call it a ‘Culmination ceremony’ or something?”
Not until right about now did it make sense. “Commencement” isn’t a misnomer remotely. It’s so entirely appropriate. Nothing’s ending tomorrow really, it’s just beginning.
I think that’s fabulous.
“Congraduations,” everyone. 🙂