Dear writers, dreamers, believers and my fellow readers,
The time has come where I have to bid you farewell. Am I ready to? I am no where near to being close to ready. Having to fathom the process of completing my project was a struggle, hence last week’s silent tantrum. Now to end things on such an unfair note….damn you COVID.
I entered this program with no expectations and if I did have then they didn’t exist long. My time began in summer 2019 and it was amazing. Professor Kiefer definitely rocks! Her blunt style was covered with genuine passion and comprehension of English and writing. Though I met Dr. Zamora in my undergraduate years, I had this opportunity to meet her again in my graduate years. What a blessing!
The feminist in me, yells “Shout out to these kick-ass women because they have broadened my mind, widened my eyes to read all words, provided therapy for my writer’s wrist, and lifted my voice.” Almost every major step in my life as been encouraged, pushed and inspired by women. I am not against men who make a difference but I don’t have many in my life that has stood out to make a difference.
This program has made me feel like a true writer, a real writer. What is a real or true writer? My definition of a writer is somewhat vague. I guess I am still defining who I am as a writer versus what a writer is in general. Writing is a special activity which I wish I was more focused on. When I have an assignment due, I think my writing skills kind of kick in and transforms my thoughts. Whereas if I have to sit at home and write by myself, then it doesn’t work the way I want it to. It’s not that I have writer’s block. i think I suffer from writer’s inconvenience. When I am away from pen/paper, ideas are following or I am saying something so cool. If or when I attempt to write what I was previously creating then everything is shot to shit. The emotions change. The words are different or I attempt to edit the phrase. I am my own obstacle. Strangely, it’s OK because I can work on me. I cannot change what I do not have control over.
This year has been one the greatest years of my life. Now that is not easy to share. This program not only have I made genuine friends but I was blessed to listen to my intellectual fellow writers and how words and emotions. Our guardian writer angel, Dr. Zamora knows she has made a difference but I wonder if she truly knows to what extent. Working with her, talking to her and seeing her is like a child in a toy store, that never wants to go home. If there were more teachers like her then students in all subjects and grades but enjoy learning. My time spent with her and my peers helped me remember Whitney Houston’s song, “Greatest love of all”. A classic song that I had to sing in elementary school
With gratitude beaming from my ears, contentment dangling from my smile and motivation glowing from my skin, I cannot sum up how appreciative I am.
Thank you Kean University for the opportunity to continue my academics in a fun fashion.
Thank you Dr. Zamora for simply being you.
Thank you to my fellow graduates for inviting me to front rows seats of their literary word of art.
Thank you to my new friends. They are the sweetest and dearest most amazing women. We are similar yet different and that’s why we get along.
Thank you to me for trying my best and knowing I will continue to work hard. Who the heck what I will be doing a few months from now but I look forward to the journey.
As a parting gift, I would to share an oath i wrote for my project.
As you inhale and exhale..be in this moment and recite these words with conviction
I am a writer who secures her genuine soul and lifts her empowered voice.
I cherish my thoughts created by symbolic words.
I treasure my own kind of beautiful.
I am a dreamer with a hawk like spirit encompassing my world.
I am me…inside and out.
I have the capabilities to become whatever I desire.
I will allow myself to see the positive before the negative
Take time to imagine, for there are no limits
Try my best in all that I do
Remember those who love me
Know that I am are far more than ordinary
Allow people to see the real me, the good in me, the best part of me
I will aspire to enjoy the blessings of life’s lessons.
Writing helps me breathe.
Life lets me be moonstruck.
Laughter lifts my spirit.
Forever and For always:
Be yourself..Always believe in yourself
Embrace all challenges…For challenges make you stronger
Dare to dream…Dream to understand
Understand to believe…Believe to hope
Hope to find faith…Faith leads you to achieve
Achieve to build esteem… Build esteem to motivate
Motivate to dare…Dare to dream