We are in the midst of an amazing time. The summer leaves have changed color, filling our campus with hues of red, brown and orange. Nature’s creatures are majestically doing their part as the birds of the air and beasts of the ground prepare for thrilling fall and winter seasons.

As the seasons change and I get older – my birthday is coming up – I am constantly reminded of where I am in life. I suppose growing older reinforces the notion of our mortality, but are you happy with where you are? Furthermore, why are you where you are?

As I assess who I am, I come to realize that I am further along than the odds would have placed me. Growing up where I grew up, life isn’t easy for the blessed, so for me to make it here and be doing relatively well is an accomplishment.

But it is not of my doing. A large portion of it goes to my grandmother. Whenever I forget why I’m here, I think of her. I recall when I overheard her speaking to a family friend on the telephone and saying: “My prayer for Kiarri is that he goes on and gets a degree so that he is able to take care of himself and his family.” The words are sentimental, but when one really sees what she was saying, it’s overwhelming. Never did she say that she wants me to take care of her. She never has said she wants me to even think about her; all she desires is my success for myself. The total appreciation can’t be described.

As another pillar of strength stands my immediate family. My mother and my sister had both suffered in their own lives but always remembered to alleviate my troubles. When I look back and recognize that they, in many instances, sacrificed themselves for me, my heart warms with a revitalized energy, and I know anything is possible. My only regret is that I was too young to see it fully when I had the chance. My life would not be complete without the memories they have supplied me.

And, of course, my extended family and friends play a part. I learned from my mother never to end a conversation without telling that person they are loved – and I remember her lesson every time I talk to a family member or friend. Friends often can help one deal with hard times better than family, so they should never be overlooked.

As fall leaves start to fall, I am reminded of all of the memories that have shaped the person I am today. Moments are so fleeting, but you can’t fully savor their sweetness until there are none left.

If you are happy with yourself, and here’s hoping that you are, understand that you have not reached this point alone. You can be the star, but understand that your cast is the reason you really shine.

Appreciate what you have because as birthdays come and go, so do chances to show those dear to you why you are as gifted and as great as you are – it’s because of them.

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