Almost overnight, Provo became a new town. The sidewalks, streets, and stores are swarming with students. I can feel the excitement in the air, but it is tinged with some frustration. Especially when someone parks right in the center of a spot that normally would hold two vehicles. I've been a Provo-ite for about 5 years now. I should be used to this. But for some reason, I never felt this drastic change at the beginning of the semester so keenly in the past. One reason might be that we lived further from campus before; there were more married students who stuck around during the summer. But I think I am also noticing more this year because now I am an outsider looking in on the campus rush. I am no longer a student. My BYU net ID no longer works. And I am a little sad.
BYU has been a huge part of my life for the last few years. Each new school year brought stress, pressure, busyness, but also excitement and learning. With fall coming on, it has hit me that that part of my life is over. Wow. I can hardly believe it.
College is behind me, and now I have some great things to look forward to. (Hooray for being at home with Annie!) And I'm very glad about having certain parts of my BYU experience far behind me. But the waves of nostalgia have been flooding over me this week, so I thought I would take a moment and reflect.
Here's me and a BFF during our freshman year.
Good times, but life has definitely gotten better since then. Goodbye to BYU. Hello to the rest of my life.
1 comment:
I feel the same way. Glad that I'm out of school, but I feel quite sad at the same time. I try to remind myself of the stress and the pressure so I don't feel so sad about it. I like to walk on campus and hope that I still look like one of the students. But I guess we must move on. At least I don't look like I did in that picture anymore. I totally forgive you for posting that. Oh, freshman year. How far we've come! I'm coming over to your house now. See you in a minute!
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