For the past few days I’ve been on a mini-vacation in Atlanta. Since I leave for London in four days, I’ve still got half my mind in work mode, but I’ve tried my damnedest to make time for fun and restful recharging. Here are just some of the things that are making me extra glad right now:
Archives for May 2017
Washington, DC and I just celebrated our two year anniversary. It feels like just yesterday that I packed up my life in Atlanta and boarded a plane. And it also feels like a lifetime ago. In May of 2015, I could count the number of friends I had in this town on one hand. Almost all my knowledge of DC came from The West Wing, and I had never lived on my own before. My word. I was such a baby.
I didn’t attend my own college graduation ceremony. I didn’t see the point in gathering in a football stadium out under the blazing sun and not even getting to cross a stage or hear my name read. But as a staff member at a University, attending graduation ceremonies is part of the job. Yesterday I attended the McCourt School of Public Policy’s Commencement Ceremony. I was prepared to be miserable as I sat outside in the 95 °F heat and braced myself to watch a bunch of people I’d never seen before take ages to march themselves across the stage. I had no idea what a treat I was in for.
My mama hates attention. I’d say it’s one of her defining characteristics. Several times a year, I feel the need to post an ode to her on Facebook. She always says, “I wish you wouldn’t.” These days I mostly try and do what she suggests. But not bragging on her on Mother’s Day? That’s one order I can’t follow.
Folks who’ve only known us in the last few years assume we’ve always been best friends. Yeah. That couldn’t be further from the truth. For the first twenty years of my life, my mama and I did not get along. It was real bad. I was ornery and argumentative.We couldn’t be in a room together for long before the bickering started. Whatever advice she’d give me, I’d do the opposite. Luckily, one day I woke up, grew up, and realized the error of my ways.