Written May 5, 2010 – Graduation Day

The week before our wedding was a whirlwind. I wrote so many blog posts and never had time to post them. I came across one that was especially meaningful to me — the memories I would miss most about UF and my college experience. I’ve enjoyed looking back on what I wrote in those moments before our special day and the thoughts going through my head. So… let’s take a journey back to four months ago. :-)

written Saturday, May 5, 2010:

Today is Graduation day (hooray!) and a few days ago was my 24th Birthday. Just thought I would share with y’all a little bit of Gator goodness that arrived in my inbox. Certainly put a smile on mah face. :-)

How cute is that little Gator holding all those gifts? Adorable.
UF Alumni Association

So today it will be official. I will be UF Alumni. Not that I wasn’t when I finished my Bachelor’s degree, it just feels so much more real now that I’m done with my Masters. I can’t believe I’m finally done with school. For the past 6 years my life has revolved around school at the university. I’m sort of sad to close this book in my life, but I’m excited for all the possibilites the next chapter of my life holds.

The other day I was eating at one of my favorite lunch spots (just barely off campus), at I Love NY Pizza. The pizza is okay, but I never really went there for the food, I went there for the view. It is on the 2nd floor of the UF Plaza, and overlooks a busy intersection between campus and the city. I love people watching, and this is a prime location to do so at.

As I was sitting there, I started to reflect on my time here at UF and how I would miss my solo lunches, reading the Alligator Newspaper, and relaxing between classes, teaching, and working. My lunches at I Love NY Pizza was my ‘me’ time. My time to recharge and zone out, if only for 20 minutes. I would miss my time I got to spend teaching with my friends, my nap breaks I would take on the benches in front of the Music Building (only on campus can you do this, and people don’t think you’re homeless), and most of all I will miss the educational environment. There was alway something going on at the school, some lecture, an exhibit to prepare for, a class to teach, a new design project to tackle (that didn’t last 5 years like they do in real life). I’m not sure what my future job may hold for me, I’m nervous, and excited at the same time.

At the moment I hope to one day return to the collegiate environment and teach, but who knows if I will feel this way a few years down the road. I guess for me it feels safe, it’s what I know, it’s what I’m comfortable with.

Mr. Knight has always been so supportive of anything I want to do, I know whatever decision I make in the future, career wise, he will be there as my biggest fan, cheering me all the way. I have a lot of dreams up in this little Gator Bride head, and I hope to start my journey towards them when we get back from our honeymoon.

I want to thank my Mom and Dad for all their love and support throughout my college career. They have sacrificed so much for me to be here and provide for me, and give me this opportunity.

I’m forever thankful.

4 Comment

  1. Crystal says:

    I think anyone who has ever been to college can relate to this post. Beautifully written.

  2. Mrs Gator says:

    @Crystal: Thank you. It really is a strange feeling to transition from college to the workforce without the ‘fall back’ of heading back to college once summer is over. It has certainly felt weird not going back to school with everyone in August. I don’t know why I miss the sleepless nights, long hours and working weekends.

  3. Hannah says:

    Two degrees down and one to go… I can relate so much that I just refused to leave :)

  4. Mr Knight says:

    Wow honey… I have to agree with Crystal on that one… it is a beautifully-written article. I can’t believe you didn’t post this a long time ago—when you wrote it. You’re doing so well now, and, you’re right, I will always support any [sane] decision you make about your career choice.

    I love you sweety.

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