I have many regrets, I have even more disappointments. But in the end I question what does it matter? I hate comparing myself to others, hate feeling incompetent beside my cherished companions. All I need to know is that my family, my core, my supporters of personal happiness was sitting inthe audience rooting me on. I will not question yesterday. I will not dwell on tomorrow. I will live now. In the words of Antonio Machado: Wanderer, your footsteps are the road, and nothing more; wanderer, there is no road, the road is made by walking. By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind one sees the path that never will be trod again. Wanderer, there is no road-- Only wakes upon the sea. I will walk my path of life, tread my own trail through the brushes and thorns of the forest while creating my own map, marking each landscape and lesson I pass. Each of our paths are unique. We will all look back at the wild snags we tamed and smile because we know no one will be able to do the same. To my fellow graduates, I congratulate you all. Grad '07 Here's to us. |