Allison M.

A crossdresser's thoughts on life, fashion, fabulousness, and (oh yeah) dressing up

Graduation thoughts

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5-16-2017 542-46pmWhile I was waiting for new lenses to be installed on my eyeglasses, I walked around West Towne Mall (yes, I can still make things out without glasses) and browsed through a couple of stores such as Windsor, where I spotted and photographed the display you see to your right.  As you can see, the mannequins are decked out in some awesome looking dresses, and in a respectable neutral color for late spring/early summer (off white).  Look, too, at their feet; those are some pretty gnarly heels they have going there.

As you can also tell, there is also some serious gown action going on.  You know, the kind of gown that goes well with a mortar board on the head.  Yep, it’s the second half of May, which means graduation time.  By now, your nearest high school or college will have had or are about to have their annual graduation ceremonies.  Here in Madison, the University of Wisconsin already had their ceremony a couple of weeks ago.  And this weekend, my oldest niece will walk down the gymnasium aisle, take her diploma, turn her tassel, and enter the post-high school world.

And that last sentence is something I’m still trying to wrap my brain around.  It seems like it was only yesterday that Em was running around her parents’ yard or watching Nickelodeon.  Now, she’s completed her senior year of high school, getting all her needed credits a couple of months early (she really cracked the books).  And she still has a side job at a nearby nursing home.  On top of that, she picked up a steady new boyfriend, and they already have the itch to find a house together.  I sure hope they take things very slow, though; young love can sometimes pull one’s mind towards distant directions.

What I hope Em does before her graduation ceremony on Saturday is give herself some time for quiet contemplation.  Next week will mark 30 years since my own graduation from high school.  My mom tried to make a big deal out of it (well, as big a deal as our family could afford), inviting a couple of our relatives over for an afternoon pre-graduation luncheon (the ceremony was that evening).

I, however, let them have their fun.  I’ve never been a party person, for one, and I wanted some “me” time for, well, quiet contemplation.  Which is why I took a 12-minute walk to a nearby park.  Well, it was actually a softball diamond with a swing set for the kids.  Where we lived in the woods, we took any definition of “park” we could get.

In the short time I was there, I just sat on the swing, rocked back and forth, and thought about how far I had come:  A couple of relocations from one town to another.  One school after another.  One good or bad grade after another.  A few ups.  Quite a lot of downs.  But I made it through it all.  Yeah, it felt somewhat exhausting, but I made it through.  And, now, I was ready for one last round of high school.  One last day (well, evening actually) with my classmates.  And one grand entrance in a blue and gold gown (our school colors) turning into one grand exit into the real world and a new set of ups and downs that awaited me.

I kind of hoped, too, that my parents had their own contemplation time that day about their son entering… well, not quite adulthood but more post-high school life.  (I was 17, almost 18, so I don’t think I could quite consider myself an adult at that point.  Yes, your opinion may vary.)  I hoped, too, that my classmates had their own thoughts about how far they had come and what awaited them.

When you think of it, really, everyone should have at least that one brief moment of perspective when they venture from one stage of life to the next:  Single life to committed relationship.  Schooling to the working world.  High school to… well, whatever awaits my niece and the millions of those who will pick up their diplomas this month or early next month.  Take time to that have “me” time and think about that milestone that’s being passed on the road of life.

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Author: Allison M.

A part of the trans community ("cross-dresser" is the term that applies to me) who finds themselves much more expressive and somewhat more confident when presenting in a feminine persona. An admirer and supporter of those who are fashionable, fabulous, and friendly (LGBT or otherwise). Someone who tries to be witty and unique, but is not even remotely perverted or a pariah (I am a real human being, just like you). Using various writing styles on this blog to communicate thoughts and feelings concerning my life experiences, fashion sense, and the world at large (and maybe impressing my high school creative writing teacher who deservedly gave me middling grades).

3 thoughts on “Graduation thoughts

  1. Wonderfully written, Allison. Your post felt like a narrative from a story, but more so in the real sense, just because it was real! High school feels like a distant memory for me, too, as well as college- although I only finished the latter just a couple of years ago, it’s surprising that those four years of education are starting to become harder to remember. Perhaps it’s just being occupied with adult life, working and doing other things that one wouldn’t normally have time to do while in school. Crazy to believe that graduation has arrived already this year, but all the same here’s to your niece and other soon-to-be graduates as they make their way into the adult world.

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    • Thank you, F.C. I remember some but definitely not all of what I’ve learned in high school; I blame it on 3 decades of being an adult. But what does linger is the emotion and feelings I felt during all those highs and lows. I’m hoping Em gets to remember as much of the happy times of her youth and schooling as possible.

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