Today is the last day of classes for me at University of Michigan. I’m feeling more reminiscent and sentimental than usual. Recently, I’ll be doing fine one minute–excited as I print headshots for our Musical Theatre showcase in New York city or as I make reservations at restaurants for graduation. But, the next minute, I’m standing on State Street weeping like a baby because the sunset is so beautiful over the Michigan Theatre. I realize that everything is becoming a last…my last sandwich at Zingerman’s, last Saturday morning at the Farmer’s Market, last welcome Wednesday, last dance class, last blog post.
So, right now I’m hungering for things that I can hold onto. I found that this portfolio, this project became one of those things. It’s a tangible, lasting, public documentation of my growth here over the past four years. It tells of my evolution as a writer and as a human being. And my project speaks about one of the most important experiences of my time here. I find comfort in the fact that I had this time to reflect and to document this beautiful, crazy journey. So, maybe I can’t have a loco frita from Frita Batidos anytime I want or sit in the law quad in the summer sun drinking a bubble tea or sit on the roof of my apartment early in the morning to watch the sunrise over Ann Arbor. But I have a way that I can look back on that chapter once I’ve moved into the next one. And I can remind myself that change is a good thing, that the journey is winding and uncertain and often full of chaos…but it is beautiful. And I’m thankful for that.
Link to final portfolio and project: