CeeDee World

I have avoided writing this blog post because it is the end of a chapter in many ways, and quite frankly, I am not ready to turn the page. For once, I find myself at a loss for words...I'm just as surprised as you are.  As always, thank you for reading, and please bear with me one last time as I reflect on my Cambridge experience. As I look back on my time at Cambridge, I can't help but smile. This program, this place, and these people have changed my life in ways I still can't possibly know or appreciate.  How can I find the words to express what this programme means to me? As much as I've tried to find an eloquent and succinct way to summarize it, I have realized I can't. But, I have documented it - here. This blog details the experiences, the emotions, and the incredible people that made this something I don't want to say goodbye to quite yet. They say don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.  I say that's a grand trivialization.  B

What is a legacy?  In the Hamilton musical, Lin Manuel Miranda said that it's 'planting seeds in a garden that you never get to see.' Visiting Egypt for the first time, I couldn't help but marvel at what a legacy these people made. Could they have known that their structures would have stood the test of time and made people question everything.  Seeing these marvels,  I wonder, what are we leaving behind for the next generations. What lasts? What survives? Are we just playing a really long game of telephone? I still remember a conversation with my best friend from college talking about our goals in life and mine was to be in a history book one day, I said I would even take just being an author of one. I realize there’s a lot of ego in that statement. But I don’t think it’s bad to want my time on this earth to be impactful. But truly, you look at what the Egyptians left behind and talk about being remembered in the history books. Many Egyptians would stop us and ask us w