Tomorrow I'm heading to Salt Lake City to celebrate my best friend as she graduates from nursing school!  It feels like just yesterday I was saying goodbye as she ventured to Utah to start school, and now, here she is all grown up and graduating! And the best part? Is that Coti and I are both going to be celebrating Whitney.... we're finally all back together and I cannot wait.

To Ms. Whit.... I am SO proud of you. You deserve this more than anything. I knew you could do this. You worked hard.. you kicked ass and here you are, graduating nursing school! Can you believe it?! I can't wait to scream for you as you walk across the stage. You're going to make the BEST nurse ever. I love you! Go Nurse Whit. 

This weekend celebrated not only those in the graduating class of 2010, but it marked one year since my fancy walk across the same stage. It marked one year since I left my 'home' to move back to my real home. It marked one year since I was an undergrad. It marked my one year.

This weekend was a different type of graduation for me. It wasn't mine, but in some ways it felt like I was doing this all over again. As I sat, sweating in the stands watching my peers graduate, the memories of my big day came flowing back. In an instant I was back in that same moment, anticipation in my heart, butterflies in my stomach, excitement running through my veins.

I felt like all those in the class of 2010 felt, 'don't fall, walk gracefully, smile at the camera.' I thought about the goodbyes I'd have to say, the hugs and the tears.

2009 will always be my class, but in some sense, 2010 will also have a place in my heart. It will forever be my pledge class (go kappa PC 06), it will always hold the boy who stole my heart, the girl who became one of my best friends and memories that regardless of class or standing will never be forgotten.

2010 and 2009 were so very different, but each to their own, held a huge part of my heart. So, while this weekend was dedicated to celebrating the graduating class of 2010, for me it was my own personal graduation. Although I didn't get to walk across the fancy stage again, I did so in my heart and my head.

So, for me, it was the first time in a year that I finally said goodbye to Pepperdine for good. To the graduating class of 2010, thank you for a fun weekend, and thank you for the closure I've been looking for for the past year, I owe you. Now get out there and do big things, believe in yourself and believe in miracles, they're out there, I promise, you just have to look for them.