Sunday, May 11, 2014
Day 1: Everyone has a Story
As I sit here on my flight from Minneapolis, MN to Seattle, WA, I can’t help but think about all of the people you cross paths with when you are at an airport. Ask anyone and they will tell you that an airport is a prime “people-watching” zone. People of all ages, race, genders, socioeconomic status—all coming together in one place. It’s pretty remarkable when you think about it.
Earlier, while we were boarding our flight, the woman next to me was watching as the people came piling onto the flight. (The girls of my group were able to board right after first-class with the Delta Sky fliers, because you’re treated like royalty when you fly under Dr. Kattelmann’s name!) As we were sitting there waiting, she turned to me and said, “Isn’t it amazing? All these people—so different from one another, yet all here on this same flight to the same location.” I think that is one of the things I love most about traveling. The person walking past you on the plane has their own personal story beneath the outward appearance that is in front of you. The woman over there, she’s flying home to spend time with her mother in hospice. Or that man over there, he’s on this plane to present his research at a national conference. Or that little girl across the aisle, she’s flying for the first time and is going to visit her grandmother who lives across the country.
Everyone has a story to tell. Me? I have my own story to tell. Hardly 24-hours ago, I was sitting in my seat at the graduation ceremony, searching through the faces in the packed bleachers for the familiar faces of my family members. Before I knew it, my name was announced and I was already herded across the stage, diploma in hand. The past 48-hours has been a whirlwind of events. If I’m being perfectly honest, my entire undergraduate study has been a whirlwind of events. It’s hard to believe those four years of my life are already in the past. As sad as it is to leave my friends behind, I am very excited to embark on my next journey. Being a lover of travel, this 2 ½ week trip is the perfect way to mark my transition from my undergraduate study to graduate work.
Be sure to check back to my blog while I am away. I won’t have access to my Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram accounts while I am away so I won’t be able to post the links.