Updated: Sep 24, 2018
Some observations about SASY (Summer After Senior Year) thus far:
Graduation parties are a whole other world: insanely fun, yet quietly emotional. Much like senior year itself.
College orientation snapchats are quite popular.
Goodbyes haven't begun yet, but the thought of them definitely lingers around.
I'm actually going to really miss my mom's cooking, but don't tell her or I'll never live it down.
Liminality is a thing. And it's very, very real.
I was on FaceTime with my friend Danny when I started describing how I've been feeling about this summer.
"I don't know. It's kind of like I'm not entirely there, but present. It's like I know I'm still around but it's not how it used to be."
He's two years older than me, so he smirked at the recognition of the feeling and was able to put a name to it: liminality. When he explained what the anthropological concept was, I figured it was a perfect topic to write my first post on. From what I understood from Danny and afterwards proceeded to read up on, I can provide a rough definition of the word.
Liminality is the disorientation or ambiguity that occurs between two stages of life. People no longer hold onto their pre-transitional status, but have not yet begun their new stage of life.
I definitely identify with the concept of liminality, because I frequently felt uneasy undergoing all these changes and then having a period of coasting where I don't exactly know where I stand. I no longer have a decorated high school locker, but I'm not yet required to go dorm shopping. I passed AP Biology, but I don't have to choose classes until August. I no longer talk to all of my classmates in the hallways, but I also don't have any connections to my new classmates yet. I'm sort of in limbo.
Even when I was asked to be a writer here, that same sort of feeling arose again. I thought to myself, "Well, I'm no longer a Campus Ministry Leader at Molloy, and I'm also not a Marist Young Adult quite yet." So where do I go from here?
There's no real solution that I had encountered, but something that helps during this transition is a blanket concept.
When you're letting go and reaching out, the only thing you can depend on is what you're made of.
My faith and my identity as Marist is something that I will have whether I'm in high school or 200 miles away at college. It's easy to say, but I had always practiced "being Marist" as leading a group and as working with other people at all times. Yes, that's a really important part of it and is what adds the community aspect of the Marist world; but I do think being Marist also has an independent factor, a personal relationship with Christ that needs to be built in order to be able to inspire others with what radiates because of that relationship.
It's not a clear path for me yet and for those reading who are also graduating, I'm sure it's not for you either. But knowing that I have consistency in what I believe in, a new form of relationship that I get to build with Christ, is definitely reassuring.
So there's a new way I'm going to be approaching SASY and life going forward: ambiguous, a little disoriented, but faithful. Always faithful.
Thank you all so much for reading my first post and I hope to be able to post some more stories as life develops them!