Now, I know that I've been beating this whole graduation thing to death, but it is a big thing in my life right now, so too bad, too sad. We graduated on Friday. My family flew in from San Francisco, and I was rolling with an entourage of seven. That's right -- we had a full on basketball team plus three subs!
The professor who hooded me is one of my favorites at the law school, and his brilliance combined with his shuffling feet, bashful grin, and shy face-in-book demeanor just made my whole law school experience that much more memorable. He was also one of my professors I had on the first day of law school. Yes, the FIRST DAY. It felt appropriate to have him hood me, then, because "the circle is now complete. When first I left [him] I was but the learner. Now I am the [sorta] master." Exciting, no?
As we each took our turns standing at the focus of attention, I finally realized that this is It. This is the end of our law school journey, and we are [mostly] ready and eager to start our new lives as attorneys in the Real World. There's not much more to say other than I cannot believe we have all come this far together. We rock!