I didn't realize it was coming up so soon! Tonight I have my planning meeting for the fellowship and then there's the senior roast, and then tomorrow night is graduation, and I have to sit up at the head table (what am I going to wear?!?) and then I have to say something.
And I'm lost for words. I don't know how to compress everything that's happened to me in the last three years into thank-you's and goodbyes. I don't know what to say about my class, with whom I've never felt entirely comfortable but whom I've always been able to count on. I don't know if I should talk about the morning that R saw me in the cafeteria in our first year and said something that gave me the will to go through another day instead of going back to my call bed and putting the covers over my head, or if I should just keep it short and sweet and banal.
Last year, someone wrote a poem. I wish I could do that - but what to put into it?
I hate beginnings and I hate endings, O Best Beloved. I never know what to say about them.