Gratitude is perhaps best described as an immediate feeling
of peace. The notion that, at one moment, every energy of the world is
dedicated to your well-being. In that
moment, we know that our place in the world is imprinted in the consciousness
of humanity. I am worthwhile, we proclaim. I am needed, and I have only
greatness to look forward to. In this moment, our collectivism becomes
spiritual – our wellness is drawn from those who believe in our greatness, and
in that moment, all we feel is thanks. This is true euphoria, I believe.
In this moment, I have to claim euphoria. I am at peace, at
a moment of incredible uncertainty. This cannot be anything but love. I am so
in love with my environment, my sisterhood, my friendship, my ability to love
and my final, exhausting acceptance of love.
I’m writing this because I believe in everyone in my
immediate circle. I am approaching a moment of incredible change: I am about to
graduate from college. The weathered path appears decidedly pristine in the
upcoming moment. I am so excited, so full of love, so ready for
what-comes-next.
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