One Year Later
The day was much like today. The weather- quite similar. The trees stood still but the rain fell hard from the cool, gray sky. Not much of the Spring day we envision when we think of May, but the weather one year ago was just like today, though the mood was much more uplifting. It's been exactly a year since I walked across that stage for the second time, and shook the hand of the president of St. John's, as he handed me my (empty) diploma. My real diploma arrived in the mail a few weeks later, stating in fancy calligraphy, "Elizabeth V. Slot Master of Science in Education." Those were some words. Master. Master of Science. Education. They fit together nicely and flowed off my tongue quite fluently. It was such a happy occasion. I was relieved to be done, excited to see what came next, proud of my friends and peers. Of course I was sad to leave the place that had been my home away from home for six years, but every new beginning comes from some other beginning's