That’s all I have left. 81 days will mark the end of this chapter of my life as a college student. It’s going to be amazingly emotional. Even as I write about it right now it’s hard. It’s weird to think back to 6 years ago when it hadn’t even dawned on me that college would be a remote possibility. But here I am. I’m at a very good school where I believe I’ve gotten a lot accomplished along with the recognition that’s come along with the long hours I’ve put into it.
That recognition I believe is well deserved. Some people may not think it so but in the end, I’m not doing it for them. I’m doing it for me. When I use the term ‘recognition’ I don’t mean it in the material sense of awards and accolades; it’s more about the work I’m doing and the communities I’m working for. It’s recognition of the communities that are slowly gaining a voice at the table of Wheaton College.
The ever-impending process of distancing/differentiation of friendship(s) is beginning to happen at rapid pace. In the last few weeks I’ve seen myself slowly pull away from what has been my closest group of friends here at Wheaton and for the most part, this hasn’t been a conscious choice. Instead, it’s happened, arguably because it has too. We’re all beginning to realize that after the next 81 days, a new day begins when we’re no longer Wheaton students. We’re no longer in the bubble. In fact, we’re ‘Beyond the Bubble’. It’s a scary thought and I’m sure as time goes on, I’ll have more to say about this.
Right now? I’m focused on building new friendships. (re)Connecting with people that I should have befriended years ago but due to lack of foresight on my part, I’ve stayed relatively shut out to everyone except ‘the group’. Now that I’m meeting ‘new’ people I feel refreshed. I feel good about myself. I feel as if all that I’m doing counts for something now. It’s worth something. I feel good.
“With hands held high into a sky so blue as the ocean opens up to swallow you.”