It’s senior year. It’s the last full week of classes of senior year. We graduate in less than three weeks. No matter how many times I say these things, they just never seem real. How have these past four years flown by so damn fast?
First things first: the thank-you’s. When I came to Springfield College as a transfer student in the second semester of my freshman year, I was lost. I didn’t know very many people and wasn’t sure if I would fit in. But I found a group of guys who quickly made me realize I would be just fine. Those of them still here — Corey, Ryan and Justin — thank you. You guys were my first family at SC, the first to make me feel like I really belonged. I will be forever grateful for the late nights, laughs and memories that you guys brought into my SC history.
Thank you to my professors and advisors, especially Justine, Becky, Missy and Marty. You have had an impact on my education and my life more than you can imagine and more than I can express in this column. I’m so grateful for the opportunities and experiences that you have each provided me with. I can only hope to have an impact on my future students as much as you have all impacted me.
Thank you to my friends. Thank you for listening to my complaining and picking me up when I was feeling overwhelmed; thank you for making me laugh and making me cry; thank you for providing me with endless hours of procrastination (not that I needed any help there); thank you for just being there and being my friends (cue The Golden Girls theme song). I can’t imagine my time at SC without any of you, and I’ll miss you all.
For the first time in my life, there’s no plan for what’s next. Surprisingly, that doesn’t scare me as much as you might think (especially if you know my super-organized, type-A personality). I’m excited to see what the future holds, and hopefully, I’ll be running into a few fellow SCers as time goes on.
I’m not good with all of the mushy, sad, tear-filled farewells, which is why I’ve tried to keep this column somewhat lighthearted. Goodbyes have never been easy for me. At this stage in the game, I don’t expect I’ll ever like saying goodbye.
To quote Peter Pan, “Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away, and going away means forgetting.” (Yes, I am a senior English major and I just quoted Peter Pan. If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that I will never outgrow my love for Disney movies.)
So I might be going away, but I won’t forget. Thanks for the experiences and the memories. See ya later, SC.
Kara Hedge may be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org