Mortarboards and continents apart

Jul 15, 2013 01:01

I regularly wish that visiting my sisters in Melbourne and Rome be as easy as walking across the bridge or a manageable and affordable 1 hour flight across a random sea. Unfortunately for me, that does not appear to be the case and this has often left me missing them dearly and wishing very hard that I had treasured them more when we were all living on the same continent.

So pre-Part B I had my annual trip down to melbourne for a pathetic 2 weeks.. during which I spent time with the nephew, Bubbles, my sister over numerous cups of coffee and T.. over numerous trips to footscray.

Long story short, graduating and celebrating mummy's birthday without everyone back home feels a little strange and not as significant as it would feel if my older siblings were all back to indulge in me since they still regard me as the spoilt baby sister (a title I do not object to very much)














In many ways, I'm extremely thankful for parents who love me so much and regularly fund my travel expenditure especially where visits to sam are concerned. I know I've had it really lucky in life and I thank God the most for giving me the privilege of being the subject of so much love and attention in a home that is comparatively stable to many others and one that never feels cold and unwelcoming.

It is near impossible to pretend that me graduating from law school has got nothing to do with the people who drive me nuts but love me just as much. My ever supportive parents who have never given up on me and my crazy adventures. To begin with, they've never pressured me to do well in school, they've never chided me for throwing all my eggs into AEP and spending all my time drawing and doing things other parents view pointless, celebrating my failures and successes with equal enthusiasm - like the day they celebrated my D grade for A level chinese with the argument that a pass is all i needed and i got it-, for seeing me through my crazy travels and desire to constantly see the world and eat every thing in sight, the point in my life when i was permanently grumpy as I attempted to starve myself without realizing that I'm genetically predisposed to being a fatty no thanks to them, the complete disaster that year 1 law school was and the highs of subsequent years in law school which I dont think I credit them enough for.

And then there are my "parents" - also known as my sisters. I don't think i'd trade them in for anything else in the world. To a large degree, they've moulded the person I am today and they're the same people who nagged at me, yelled at me and spoilt me silly as their little baby sister. I couldn't love them more than I already do and in my mind, i've always regarded them as my parents too. So while others have 2, and some have none.. i've got 4 great parents who have always looked out for me and given me more than I could ever need and want.





So what I'm really saying is...
Thanks for pushing me along when I wanted to give up - a feeling I felt so strongly in year 1 when i felt so lost and inapt at everything. It turns out that you four oldies knew what you were saying when you got me to persist and fight on. I wish more than anything in the world that I can one day do the same for all of you as you guys have done for me - to be as selfless and loving in so many different ways.

graduation, law school, melbourne, sisters, rome

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