A beginning.

So I've realized that my blog from New Zealand last spring was one of the most fulfilling, healthiest things I could ever do while going through one heck of a change in my life. That you can find at http.chelsearoy.blogspot.com if you'd care to read it, but I'd start at the beginning because, well, that's when it starts.

But what is a beginning, really? Just a second more than the second just before? How is it different? Do you breathe differently, have a change in attitude, or wait until somebody allows you to start that period of your life? I'm starting a new journey, leaving behind my undergraduate career to get a masters degree at a new university, with new friends, at a different school in the next state over. But how is it a beginning? Surely the past 21 1/2 years I've been around haven't been a waste. They've shaped this beginning. So more or less, there are no beginnings. There's only just a continuation of before under a new name. Also, commencement. Look it up. It means: a beginning. a start. So just as YOU think you're done in graduating, you're not. You're beginning.

To use a quote I put into my salutatorian address in high school: "As Carlyle said, “Go as far as you can see. When you get there, you will be able to see further.”