My sister and I graduated from college together, but my parents only paid for my sister’s tuition…
The sight of their two daughters walking away, both having outgrown the constraints of their expectations in different ways, left my parents standing alone amidst the celebrating families, their carefully constructed narratives about their children visibly crumbling before the undeniable truth. The scene at the post-graduation celebration in the business school atrium could not have been more different from the tense family interaction earlier. Professor Bennett had arranged an elegant reception for faculty, outstanding graduates, and industry partners.
Crystal punch bowls, elegant hors d’oeuvres, and congratulatory banners created a genuinely celebratory atmosphere. Lily looked around with wide eyes as we entered. This is so different from the political science reception, she whispered.
Everyone seems to actually know each other. The business department became my home, I explained. These people saw me, really saw me, when our parents couldn’t.
Zoe rushed over immediately, engulfing me in a tight hug before introducing herself to Grandma Eleanor and Lily. I’ve heard so much about both of you, she said warmly. The supportive grandmother and the sister who finally woke up? Lily blushed but accepted the gentle teasing good-naturedly.
Better late than never, I hope. Dean Rodriguez approached next, champagne flutes in hand. The woman of the hour, she beamed, passing around the glasses.
And this must be the grandmother, who believed in you from the beginning. As they chatted, I watched Lily observing this network of supporters I’d built, people who valued me for my actual accomplishments rather than some preconceived notion of potential. The contrast with our parents’ conditional approval was stark.
Ms. Wilson, called a distinguished woman in a sleek business suit, approaching our group. Jennifer Alexander, founder of Alexander Global Consulting. Your presentation at the business, competition was extraordinary.
I’m thrilled you’ve accepted our offer. Thank you for the opportunity, I replied, shaking her hand firmly. I’m excited to join your team, Jennifer smiled warmly.
With your combination of academic excellence and practical experience, you’re exactly what we look for. Not many new graduates have already built a successful business from scratch. As she moved away to greet other guests, Lily’s expression registered shock.
You didn’t tell me you’d be working for Alexander Global. That’s one of the most prestigious consulting firms in the country. I smiled modestly.
It happened quickly after the competition. The salary is significant. More than dad makes, I’d guess, Lily said thoughtfully.
The celebration continued with speeches from faculty and presentations of departmental awards. I received the Outstanding Entrepreneurship Award, presented by Professor Bennett with tears. In her eyes as she recounted my journey from determined freshman to business owner and department star.
Throughout the afternoon, I introduced Grandma Eleanor to everyone who had supported me. Professors who had mentored me, classmates who had become business associates, university staff who had helped me navigate financial challenges. Each greeting included the person sharing a specific memory of how I had impressed them or contributed to the department.
I had no idea, Lily murmured after the 10th such introduction. All these people admire you so much. Midway through the reception, my phone buzzed with a text from mom.
The family is gathering at the rental house for dinner at six. Please join us. We want to celebrate both our graduates.
I showed the message to Lily and Grandma Eleanor. What do you think, Grandma? Snorted. A bit late to play the proud parents now, isn’t it? Lily looked conflicted.
They’re trying, I guess. In their way. We don’t have to decide right now, I said, pocketing my phone.
Let’s enjoy this moment first. As the reception wound down, Professor Bennett approached with a campus photographer. The business magazine wants a photo of you with your family for the feature article…