Now you do it on your own, but you find you're all alone.

Feb 07, 2009 00:09

Dear Grandparents,
   I wish you were here today.  I got accepted to my first graduate school-- Loyola, of course!  Although we knew it would be quite the stretch for them to reject me, it's still a relief to know I have somewhere to go in the fall.  And I wouldn't mind staying there.  The place has grown on me the past three years and I've had the most amazing professors...staying wouldn't be bad at all.  But I'm going to wait and see what the schools in Washington say.  
  I wish you could see who I've become.  Who knew I would become this girl who LOVED politics and foreign policy and international affairs?  I certainly never would have guessed; I don't think anyone did.  But it was through your encouragement in every decision I made, every path I chose, that got me here.  You loved me unconditionally, supported me unconditionally, and I know whatever choice I make about next fall, you would accept unconditionally. 
  I won't lie and say that I'm not scared, because I am.  I am so scared.  I'm scared to pack up my life and go to D.C. on a whim, where I don't know anyone.  I'm scared I'll get my Masters, but won't be able to find a job.  I'm scared I'll be alone for the rest of my life.  I wish you were here to tell me it would all be okay.  But for now, I just have my friends, my family, and in case you hadn't noticed yet, that one professor who told me my crappiest paper was the best in the class and, oh by the way, I'm very pretty.

Love you, miss you always.
  Me
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