Thank your support system
Senior year is like dark chocolate: bittersweet. Although we are only halfway through fall semester, I have already spent countless nights awake in my bed experiencing this bittersweet feeling. The sweet feelings come from all the memories I have made in the past three years, while bitterness relates to uncertainty regarding the future. For months, I have wondered how to dispel these overwhelming feelings that haunt me. I’m sure my fellow seniors have these thoughts too, and although I have no exact remedy, I have figured out one way to ease the pain.
I have realized over time that the only way to diminish my uncertainty is to focus on the past three years. When I think of college, I think of many memories, some more personal than others. I often look back at the moment I found out I had first been elected for Student Government Association, when I first realized I had fallen in love or memories from when I was a START leader. I am reminded of countless nights in the library, outrageous weekend costumes like Blues from Blues’ Clues and the never-ending laughs I have shared with friends. When I initially reminisce about college, I remember happiness and joy.
Unfortunately, I am not one to stop thinking, and after reminiscing, I began to recall the not too happy events I have experienced at Assumption. These range from roommate difficulties to the loss of friends and nights spent stressing over grades and projects. I have looked back at these experiences often and have wondered, how did I get here? How was I able to push through all these negative experiences and come out stronger than ever as I begin my last journey in college: senior year?
There is only one answer, and that is the one support system that has always been present: my parents. They have never wavered in their support and love. I remember at one point during sophomore year, I was having a rough week. Everything that could have gone wrong did, and I called my mom in tears. When I said I didn’t have plans the next day, she exclaimed she was coming up to visit. She took me out to Panera then to the mall, where she bought me a scarf “to cheer me up on a bad day.” I always think of her contagious smile when I wear it.
During my junior year, I was very lonely on the weekends, especially because my car was out of commission, thereby making it difficult for me to visit home. To compensate, my father came up to visit me one weekend. He took me out for lunch and bought me groceries to last me weeks, then we sat together and watched the women’s basketball game. We cheered, pretending like we were at home, chilling on the couch in our sweatpants. It will always be one of my favorite memories from junior year.
My parents have been always been available via phone, email or text message whenever I need something. Extremely rough weeks would sometimes end with surprise visits from them with groceries and hugs in tow.
Whenever I was fed up with life, I always knew I could drive home, but only if I called at least 24 hours in advance so my mom could make me a home-cooked meal. Now, I am beginning to head down a very dark, uncertain path, but graduating does not mean my support system leaves. They will continue supporting me even and adapt as the challenges in my life become increasingly complex.
Therefore, I urge you now to pick up your phone and call your support system. You know, those individuals who have always had your best interests at heart, supported you and will continue to support you once you enter the real world.
Make sure to thank them for all the amazing things they have done for you and remind them that you love them. Now that you have properly thanked your support system I would like to do the same: thank you to Mama and Papa Short for your endless love and support. I would not be writing this article if it were not for you. I love you both more than words can ever say.