Part 3: The Unspoken Shift
As I spoke about the journey of Luz del Norte—from broken prototypes in a dusty Santa Catarina warehouse to powering over two hundred rural communities across Mexico—the auditorium erupted into thunderous applause.
When the ceremony concluded, faculty members and university regents gathered around me on stage, shaking my hand and handing me an honorary university medal.
Down in the crowded lobby, graduates were taking photos with their families. Rodrigo walked toward me slowly, holding his master’s diploma, his previous arrogance completely gone. Teresa and my father followed two steps behind him, looking like strangers in a room where everyone else was trying to introduce themselves to me.
