zenith

the beginning of the end

One year became two, and four quietly turned into three.

Three years of being an undergraduate have led me here, standing with a degree to my name.

Morenike Oluwakanyinsola Adebanjo.

Bachelor of Science in Public Health.

Minor in Photography.

Honors Student.

Alum.

I stepped into college as a Radio, Television, and Film major.

Today, I leave as a Public Health graduate.

A surrendered soul.

Still the Lord’s servant.

Still His daughter.

For Zenith, I return to the places that read my life into a Psalm.

The Dorm Room.

The bed held my silent cries. The doors bore witness to a restless mind.

I return to eighteen. Switching majors three times did not break me.

The Library.

Where exhaustion met discipline. Nights spent studying for Anatomy and Physiology.

Where my friends and I sat tired, frustrated, debating a Withdrawal.

Still, we returned.

Again and again.

Study packets in one hand. Coffee in the other.

The Administration Building.

A place I rarely entered, yet it carries one of my first memories here.

Orientation day. Hands raised. Fingers shaped into an eagle.

“Caw, caw.”

This is now the sound of finishing well.

And the Beach.

Where I will leave footprints in the sand and let it be enough.

My camera in hand, still believing in my dreams.

My journal filled with prayers and quiet conversations with God.

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I will hold on to possibility.

I will hold on to hope.

I will hold on to the next three years,

and the three after that,

and the years beyond that.

Because I have seen Scripture fulfilled in my life:

“The One who started a good work in you will carry it on to completion.”

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The first child of Adebowale and Yetunde.

A college graduate. Future filmmaker.

I wonder if this is how the letter Z feels.

My God has been kind to me.