I sought the Lord, and He heard, and He answered.
I don’t really know how to write this properly because I feel like I’m still catching up to today. It’s graduation, but I don’t feel the way I thought I would. I thought there would be clarity, or maybe even relief in a way that makes everything feel settled. But instead, I just feel quiet. Not empty exactly—just quiet in a way that makes me aware of everything I went through to get here. Like my mind is still trying to sit with it all, even if my body is already here. Because I remember how this started. I remember not fully knowing if I would make it through college. I remember the uncertainty that didn’t always look like fear on the outside,but felt like it on the inside. I remember showing up to classes while carrying thoughts I didn’t know how to explain to anyone, while trying to convince myself that I was okay even when I wasn’t. Most days, I wasn’t really okay. I was just continuing. That was the only thing I knew how...