I have found that through patience a person can find the most value in life. This goes for a lot of things. I remember when I was a freshman in college and I wanted to have the best friends ever. You know, the kind of friendships that would last a lifetime. I developed friendships, but many were short lived. It seemed that I would never have true friends and I did, eventually, give up. But I have since then looked back and now see that it took four years to find my true friends. I am so thankful that they are in my life. Yes, life is short, but good things in life take time.
When people ask, What are you going to do after graduation? Or what is your major? They look at me as if they do not take me seriously or that they pity me that I will never have what I want. Certainly, working as a photographer is not as stable as a teaching position or as credible as a doctor, but that is not what I was made for. I will be living life and making money with a passion that I can only give God the credit for giving me. There is nothing that I could be doing other than making art, connecting with people and spreading ideas. The fact that I know I will not get to be where I want immediately is comforting. Yes, dreams may seem unreachable, but good things in life take time.
When I look at the next thirty-four days of school before graduation, I am stunned that my education career is ending so quickly. I still remember when Miss Modin told me to get in line with the rest of my first grade class. I remember when my head used to hurt from the exercises that helped me overcome my learning disability. Before I knew it, I was turning fifteen and the church that I attended planned a Quinceanera for me. I felt so special. I remember taking my first art class and being so inspired by Mr. Beck's photographs from India. I only dreamed of traveling abroad and documenting the world. "One day, I would." I told myself. The trials of college and hard work that was put into the time consuming projects, I will never forget. I spent hours upon hours in the darkroom. The mistakes I made turned into my most cherished art pieces. Senior Exhibit is ready to be hanged in the gallery and cap and gowns are on their way. And here I am, thirty-four days away from graduation. Yes, sometimes it seems like things will never end, but good things in life take time.