Engaged in Transition

That moment when you realize you are graduating.
My freshman year, I wrote a story about my friend Casey, her roommate, Sarah, and my roommate Ali. Sarah and Ali are both on the volleyball team, so I wrote a story about all the things that Casey and I had to “put up with” while living with an athlete.
I talked about all the morning workouts, and the constant spandex decorating the room and totally embarrassing them as we cheered for them at the games.
This past week the volleyball team had their last home game of the season. Ali’s family came to see her, and as I was talking to them it hit me. I wouldn’t see them again before I graduated. The next time I would see them would be next year for Ali’s senior night, but because I’m graduating early, I wouldn’t be living here.
I sat on the bleachers utterly in
After attending every home game last season, it had become part of my normalcy.
It really took until October for it to sink in with me that I’m graduating. shock that this would be the last volleyball game I would attend as a student. It felt weird. to attend games. (I can only imagine what the senior team members felt like.)Life is so crazy that I forget sometimes, but it’s happening, and it’s super weird.
I punched a code into the lock of a lab and thought to myself “I wonder how many more times I will do that before I’ve done it for the last time…”
The song “Live Like You Were Dying” talks about this mentality. The message of the song encourages us to live life to the fullest. One of my all-time favorite movies is “Dead Poets Society” starring the late Robin Williams. If you haven’t seen the movie (you should), Williams plays an English Lit teacher. He tells his students “Seize the day, make life extraordinary.” Later one of his students quotes Henry David Thoreau:
“I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived.”


– Delyn Bull

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