I am now back to Boston after more than 20 days going around South America. The return was hectic between packing, unpacking, laundry, selling furniture, meeting people, getting logistics ready and finally getting my cute cap and gown. It sounds like this is it. My Mum arrived today and I already dragged her to her first HBS event, a BBQ but the weather was nice and she seemed to have enjoyed it despite the jetlag. Tomorrow should be quiet despite the movers "visit" in the morning but then it picks up during the week, with the calendar up to HBS crazy standards. But it is a special week.
I am a pile of emotions between celebrating each piece of furniture that I sell and staring at the empty space that it leaves behind. I cry and I laugh, I am sad and I am happy. It will always be hard to leave, no matter how much I want to go. A piece of my life will always remain in Harvard campus and no 5, 10 or 50 year reunion will make it go back. It is hard to speak so I leave it to the screen of the laptop to understand me and make sure I keep myself busy, which in Harvard, is actually not that hard.
This is it, I am almost there, almost a graduate, almost with my cap, almost posing for the picture and...almost back home, or closer!
I am a pile of emotions between celebrating each piece of furniture that I sell and staring at the empty space that it leaves behind. I cry and I laugh, I am sad and I am happy. It will always be hard to leave, no matter how much I want to go. A piece of my life will always remain in Harvard campus and no 5, 10 or 50 year reunion will make it go back. It is hard to speak so I leave it to the screen of the laptop to understand me and make sure I keep myself busy, which in Harvard, is actually not that hard.
This is it, I am almost there, almost a graduate, almost with my cap, almost posing for the picture and...almost back home, or closer!
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