In less than a week I will make the terrifying transition from undergrad to college graduate. I have very much enjoyed my time in undergrad, and I’ve pretty much checked everything off college bucket list. Still, over the last few weeks I have paused numerous time during some activity to entertain a mini-panic attack about the futue.
Curiously, the comment from other which most often ignites my anxiety is this: Have a nice life.
I have been greeted with this salutation several times, and I find it ominous and overwhelming. Have I not had a nice life so far? Have I not started living so far? Is this person going to look in to see if I’m having a nice life.
It’s not so much that I am worried about the quality of my life as I am worried about the quality of my relationship with these people. We will go from seeing each other everyday to possibly never seeing each other again. Honetly, we’re no good at goodbyes.
I wish I was less intimidated to express my appreciation for these people. How blessed I felt to see them each day and how much I hope to see them again. We are a guarded society, emotion is seen as weakness, and that’s a shame.
I hope to write more as I work through the many changes I will go through over the next few months. Nothing interesting, just writing practice and chronicling my thoughts.
Wishing you Grace and Peace,
-Kena
Kena Hawkins Newkirk 