Graduation

I started each journey with him. My Associates, my Bachelors, and my Masters but he never got to see them through. He is the only person to have ever understood me, that has not been matched. It was like he was in my brain, he understood my thought process, why I came to certain conclusions, my passions, my indigence, my challenges, my overcomings, and my unique intelligence that was difficult for others to recognize.

He understood me.

That chapter already closed, the book of us ended. Yet I did not realize what was written in my own chapter.

This is a time of celebration and a time of mourning.

My therapist asked if I am ready to see myself graduate.