Hundreds of students single file into the gymnasium, flanked by parents, grandparents, siblings, and significant others in the grandstand benches snapping pictures, holding up video cameras, flashes ablazing. The university elders follow, with speeches, honorary degrees, more energetic speeches, and the procession of us three at a time, kneeling in front of the president, chancellor and provost to be hooded.
We're supposed to be grown up, wiser, more mature, ready to enter the real world. But there's still so much uncertainty for so many of us. The words of wisdom offered by the speakers seem alien to me. It's time for a new beginning, but are we prepared for it? No more school to fall back on after we get tired of work. No more skipping morning classes just because we could. No more seeing everyone you knew at one place every Wednesday night. Friends will be lost, emails will fade, blogs will die. People will be spread across the continent, and some off it.
There's an old Chinese proverb, roughly translated as "there's no party that doesn't end". Another period of our lives is over, just like the transition from elementary school to high school, and from high school onto university. We should be used to change, we should realize that new friends will be made, and old friends worth keeping will be kept. We should look forward to what's coming up in our lives, and not dwell on memories past, although they will always be with us, whether good or bad.