It’s crazy to think that the time has come and I’m officially a week and a half away from graduation. Over the last four years, New York City truly has become my home. The concrete streets, steel skyscrapers, 24-hour lights [and pizza!], the constant hustle, and everything in between have led me to this moment: graduation. Graduation is something that I never really anticipated feeling so emotional about. Yes, I understand that graduating college is a huge deal, but I don’t know, I guess I just underestimated how much I truly do love Fordham University.
I am going to miss the regularity of having an academic presence in my life. I am going to miss the Saturday afternoons sitting on Eddie’s, the constant photo shoots of Keating Hall, the late nights study-sessions spent in Hughes, the rush to Clinton Hall at 5pm from the train, the trips to Prince Coffee House, the flowers surrounding the on-campus fountain, the trips to Arthur Ave for Italian food, and everything in between. I really will miss this place, so much more than I even realized. As I keep joking to my friends, I am so incredibly nostalgic and graduation hasn’t even happened yet.
I’m one of the lucky ones though. I get to stay in this magical city that I so happily call home for at least a little while. I’ve accepted a job and will get the joy of staying in my favorite place in this world. The hustle, the drive, and the energy that Manhattan brings me is unlike anything else I’ve ever experienced. For lack of a better word, it’s special here.
The past four years I hustled. I worked to get to the place I am at now. In my time at college, I interned at nine companies, pouring my heart and soul into every single day of work. I took over 120 credits and was a full-time student. I traveled abroad for four months, and I left that experience gaining some of my best friends in this world. I continued with my passions- I sang for four years with an incredibly talented and driven group of women in the Fordham Satin Dolls. I met an incredible man, one who has completely changed the way I look at the world and who has made me want to be a better person every single day. I published my first professional by-line. I graduated with honors. I cold emailed my professional idol. And she hired me.
I put myself out there.
I hope that the next four years brings me as much happiness, joy, passion, and challenges as the past four have. I hope that in four years I still love life. I hope in four years I am reflecting back on these moments with a smile. Everything in my life has been building up to this moment. You know, that moment of truly entering the “real world”. I’m ready for this next chapter of my life. I’m ready to continue growing. I’m ready for new adventures. I’m ready for it all.