Every night, I take a walk around campus – rain, clear skies, or even snow, I take a walk. I use that time to unwind from the day, listen to my music, and reflect upon my experiences that day. Tonight, the walk was a bit more bittersweet, since it’s my last night walk. As I was walking around campus, I remembered my first tour this year.
A parent asked, “Would you do it all over again?” There was no hesitation.
“Yes,” I replied instantly.
And that answer is 100% accurate. Knowing what I know now, I wouldn’t change anything about my undergraduate career. When I applied to Holy Cross, I didn’t know what to expect. I thought I knew what I wanted from my college experience, but my four years here have proved me otherwise. I didn’t understand why being an exclusively undergraduate campus was so important. I didn’t understand the full meaning and value of the liberal arts education. And, most importantly, I didn’t know what to expect from the Jesuit values and identity of this college. If I could, I would come back to Holy Cross for another four years, even if it meant being the only girl from Georgia in my grade and not knowing a single person for the first day of school. The late nights, the difficult classes, the insane reading lists – I’d do it all over again. When I submitted my deposit back in April of 2007, I had no idea that I would be a double major in English and Medieval Studies; I had no idea that I would be as involved in the Classics department as I am, and I had no clue that I would be a ballroom dancer (shocking, right?!). I didn’t know that I would spend my junior year abroad at Oxford University and that I would find my true academic passion there. I didn’t know that I’d end up returning to Oxford for graduate work. I didn’t know that I’d meet professors who would forever change my life, or that I’d meet some of the most amazing 18-22 year olds. I didn’t know or plan any of this. Everything just unfolded. The person who I am today – the one that is leaving the hill in a mere couple of hours – is not the person who entered those gates four years ago. I have Holy Cross and the professors that I met along the way for this, since both the school and my professors offered me so many opportunities and encouraged me to take as many as possible.
I can’t believe that I’m graduating in less than twelve hours. Although I’m sad to leave Holy Cross, I know it’s time – I’ve had a wonderful experience here, but this is just the beginning, as cliche as that might sound.