Lucky doesn't even begin to cover it..

It's funny that I haven't posted since February, but that February title should be today's title. I've been home (at my Colorado home) for one week now, and let me tell you, it feels like it's been a year. I've been grieving all the good things that have ended and I'm finally reaching that place where I can look at a graduation photo or a Camp Kesem exec board application without tearing up and believing that NU and CK are going to be mine again come September. I still get a knot in my stomach, but progress is progress...  right?

The end of my Northwestern career was like a dream. The weather was perfect, the campus was blooming, and the smiles on the campers and counselors faces alike will forever be branded into my soul. Sam, Jen and I stayed up late far too many nights talking and laughing and becoming closer. The Dugan's took me to Vermont and it was one of the most enjoyable, relaxing, and fun weekends I can remember. All of the Kesem counselors blew my mind with their inspiring stories, passion, and compassion....

To say my four years at Northwestern were the very best, is the understatement of the century. Shockingly, I had a difficult time saying goodbye. How do you say thank you to Sam and Jen, the Spain girls, Uncle Tim and Aunt Izzie, Camp Kesem, and the campus and have it mean all that you want to? Those two little words will never be enough.

As I was trying (and failing) to pull it together when I left Rebecca's apartment, Jess reminded me of this quote:

"How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so difficult".

I can't think of a truer statement. Or a more unfair one. Why did I have to say goodbye? Why couldn't I have it all? Why did we all have to go in a million different directions in a million different places? Well, I guess as my last post would tell you, it just wouldn't be as special if I got to be a college student forever. So for now, I will cling to those memories, foster the incredible friendships in a new, and different way, and know that even though I can never go back and have it be the same, Northwestern University will always be home. I'm a lucky girl to be able to say that.