Everyone keeps on asking me how my graduation was. And I don’t know exactly what to tell them because I finished all words there. But I’ll try, maybe write about people’s reactions to it. Or things that I’ll remember I felt.
Losing your mother or someone you love is one of the most scariest thing in the world. So Kenyatta University finished their ceremony quite early or at the time they had said they will, so we all got out at the same time thus blocking or jamming the network systems. I couldn’t get through to her via phone. I start wondering, “knowing my mother, what would she do in this situation? Where can I start looking for her? “. For around 30minutes my heart was kinda beating too fast. I knew she was there somewhere. But I felt lost without her. As I grow older am beginning to think that I’m depending on my parents more emotionally, which I thought shouldn’t be the case. Aren’t we supposed to be weaning ourselves off our parents now?
My graduation party made me realize how loved I am. Not that I didn’t know that before, but how many times, do I get my friends from all spheres of life in one room? I’m not famous nor do I have many friends, but the few I went on collecting along the way are people I can depend on. And I thanked God that I have at least one friend from every place I went to since I was young. I felt an outpouring of love from everyone who came. Feeling loved is a feeling one can’t get used to.
Of all people that spoke, one stood out for me. His words were simple:work hard first and you’ll reap the benefits of your work later. And I understood that really well since he used an example in my life. He also advised me to get any job. Not to be too choosy when starting out. And sincerely speaking, when I finished campus, I wanted an environmental job alone, nothing else, but as he spoke I realised that maybe it’s the fear that I might love something else out there that is holding me back. Like what if I end up realising how much I love accounting and here I was insisting on only working in what I think I know? I hope I don’t forget his words.
What stood out for my friends from here, was my sister. They kept on commenting on how different we are. I’m an introvert. My sister is a sanguine-extrovert for lack of a better word. She does not keep quite at all. I’m used to her so I’ve never realised how different we are from each other until people starting acting shocked that we are real sisters. The difference between our personalities is huge. Plus she has guts for days.
From my parents side, I don’t think they expected my friends from church and generally in life to come. My parents were awesomely surprised. But after all that, he kept on asking me, Hakuna mwingine more special than that? I’m 22yrs and they’re already asking for a boyfriend, like really?
Someone asked me how it feels like to graduate. For me I was just happy. It’s like finishing a season, but sasa you finish it with an official celebration. I finished school two months ago, but now the whole graduation thing is more symbolic of that. It felt good taking graduation pics knowing that our house will have that picture on the wall. It felt good seeing my parents happy. And KU seemed to be happy to let us go(hehe).
But most importantly my graduation day gave me hope. Hope that however way my life turns out, all shall be well. I learnt that from looking at my parents and friends who came, especially the older ones. Life had played them different cards, but here they were, content or satisfied with the progress they had made and definitely moving forward. I got hope that I would see a better tomorrow. That my better days are ahead of me. That though I’m at the bottom of the life grind, what I do now matters. And as some preacher once told us, we as humans always want to know why we do the things we do and if they matter in the larger scale of things. So knowing that starting at the bottom and how I start matters, encouraged my spirit.
Graduating opened my mind to New things. Like taking photos. I’ve always had a thing for photographers. Like they are people I admire. But I’ve always done that from afar. Until we went with my friends for a photoshoot before the graduation day. And as our photographer was taking pics of someone else, another classmate came with a Nikon camera. So my friend, decided to take pictures of us. And they turned out really well, yet he is not a photographer. He made me realize that even I can learn and improve on my skills of taking pictures. Plus I now have a good camera phone, courtsey of my graduation party, so I could as well put it into use.
Things worked out for my good. Planning for something is tiresome and gruelling. Or so I realised. Tiny things worry me. I kept on worrying about one thing or another before the graduation day. Yet it all turned out well. I guess this is a lesson for the future me. That I should just go with the flow and stop stressing.
I thank God for the day that was, and the season that ended. It was nice when it lasted. And I’m trusting God for the season I’m entering. I know He’ll never leave me nor forsake me. And of late God has been ‘bembelezaing’ me for lack of a better word. I don’t know why. But He is very specific and intentional when it comes to encouraging me in situations or just holding my hand using other humans. And I appreciate Him for that. I’m almost saying that I can’t wait for what He has in store for me, but knowing God, I know I’m in for surprise after surprise. I let Him take care of me in campus, and He did a splendid job out of it. But He is telling me to forget the former things and behold what He is doing anew.. Trust me, it’s the most exhilarating feeling in the world, when the king of kings tells you, to wait for Him. Anakuja. Though those are stories for another day. But I’m still waiting on God.
I thank all my friends that showed up physically and in absentia, the love was felt. I’m grateful to my parents, may I forever make them feel proud. I thank my relatives, there are some who never lack in any ceremony of one of theirs. And I thank God. He did it for me.