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Date: 22 November 2007 19:19:58
Tomorrow I graduate and I will celebrate with my family. Whilst Third Party will be there the rest of the family I'm going to celebrate with will be my urban household rather than my blood family.
To a certain extent I always thought that the Without a Boy or Bridget Jones model of urban family was a myth but now I understand for some of us urban household exists and not only exists but has an important part to play in our lives once our blood family has started to crumble away.
Now I'm not saying that urban household is the same as blood family, but it does exist. I have a friend who is a v.g.f. (not quite v.b.f. status but nearly) and she is coming to the graduation cermemony with myself and Third Party. Then she is opening her house for the majority of my urban household & some of my wider friendship group to have a party. The party is going to be a celebration and a chance for me to say thanks, thanks to those who supported me and helped me through the disertation; thanks to those who supported me through my grief and thanks to those who have just been there as I've gone through the wider highs and lows of the last year. It's also going be a chance for a part of that household to get together and just catch up with each other just like an extended blood family having a get together.
Within this all there will be a hole though. Lovely though the party is and glad as I am to be celebrating the day with my friends it is a day I should have been sharing with my mum. She was the person who supported my mad dream of doing further study financially, she proof read my essays during my first year and she is the person who made me believe that I had it within me to consider further study when I was most doubting myself. She is the person who would, I know, have been proudest of seeing me dressed up tomorrow (something I'm only doing if I'm honest because my dad - who'll be working so can't attend - wants the photo). So excuse me within the celebration if I pause a moment, drop the fixed on smile and perhaps shed a tear. Tomorrow is going to be incredibly hard for me and so I'm glad my urban household are going to be there to support me through.