NOBODY FROM MY FAMILY CAME TO MY GRADUATION

guest cards. Sent the parking pass to my dad’s email twice because he always loses things.

The morning of, I got ready alone in my apartment. Curled my hair. Put on the dress I’d been saving. Drove myself to the auditorium.

I kept checking the entrance.

During the dean’s opening remarks – nothing.

During the keynote – nothing.

When they called my row to continue reading …