Today marks my last day of classes for undergrad…can it really be over? I remember crying almost the entire drive down here my freshman year. I had a new boyfriend and hated that I was moving away. More than that, I had just recently learned that UTC had lost their social work program so at most I would be at UTC a year, but more than likely I would be transferring after my first semester. It was a roller coaster ride that first semester here. I got involved at the Baptist Collegiate Ministry on campus and made friends, but I was going to leave so what did it really matter anyway? (great attitude, I know) But then one night in November I realized that I didn’t want to leave
It’s been a long four years and I’m so thankful that God used the experiences and people in my life to bring me back to Him. I remember who I was when I came to this city and I can’t say that I’m much like that girl anymore (all for the better I promise!) It's just crazy to think that I'm really moving. Little things hit me every now and then, but it just doesn't seem real yet...as irony would have it I cried when I came here and I'm sure I'll cry when I leave.
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