First off, something is strange about my blog. Every time I go to post a new entry there is a jumble of symbols, letters, numbers and spaces. Odd.
Now to post...
Yesterday, I attended graduation for my work. I would say approximately 200+ students walked across stage yesterday. It was enjoyable and inspiring. I would say a good portion of these students are the first to graduate from college in their families, and most never thought it would happen to them. It was a big deal to say the least.
While I was sitting, front row, watching each person receive their fake diploma my mind couldn't help but wander back to PTS and to the women and girls I left there. It's clear a piece of my heart is still there. But more clear, my heart does not yet belong to Everest. It is a means to an end. I am working everyday at trying to be okay with this.
Before graduation, I went out to dinner with a few co-workers. We sat there talking about what led us to Everest or what we want to do. All 4 of us came full circle on the dreams we dreamt when we were young. I say circle because it wasn't a straight shot to our dreams, we all took detours along the way and made unexpected stops, but we are all getting there.
It was an inspirational night that reminded me to keep faith in my childhood dreams.
