It’s not that every ceremony, every party, every pin put on a shirt and every little thing in and of itself is causing the tears. It’s that they are all one event. It is one monumental ending and every little thing is screaming in my face that I have to let go. That time is over. I cry because I am sad. I cry because I am happy. I cry because of what I’m losing.

I cry because every moment leading up to this was beautiful.