Memories Of My Passing Out Parade

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Merry Christmas, everyone!!

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I hope your day went very well, and I believe there was nothing that stressed you.

I was just pondering on some memories I had last week Thursday. That was another beautiful day of my life when I was so excited, although it came with mixed feelings.

I have been serving my country since January, but the service came to an end last week on Thursday.

On that day, I was beautifully dressed in my uniform with a beautiful hairstyle made by my friend. I did not even have the time to make myself up, but I was still excited.

It was my Passing Out Parade last Thursday, and that actually brought my service to an end, but the beautiful thing about it was that I made an impact, and I served humanity in the little way I could. That taught me that life can be very beautiful if people are selfless and generous.

I remember that I served in so many capacities; I was the assistant zonal coordinator of a particular zone, where I was in charge of more than 25 youths.

I was made a mother over them; I was in charge of the welfare. At some point I was always very tired, but I did not give up.

Last week was just all through, the gifts, the movements shared together, the times we hugged like never before, and the pictures were everything. At one point I started feeling sober because I needed to travel back home to see my family.

Later in the evening, we had a very nice meal prepared by me. That was the last meal I prepared before I travelled. Everyone kept me company; we were just there mimicking ourselves and laughing. My closest friend was very sad because she was leaving me, but I did not want to show her that I was sad too so that I would be able to console her. She was more than a friend to me. Some people were moody because I was leaving, but there was no other choice than to leave for a better level.

I have missed so much; it's been one week without them, and it is not easy over here, but I know that it is for the better, and someday when we meet again, we will be happy for ourselves.

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