Dear Saint Rose,
When I showed up on campus four years ago I was afraid, shy, and alone. I came to a school where I knew one person and never knew that I would leave knowing hundreds. I never imagined that I would fall into comforts so soon or prefer being on campus rather than being home. I never saw this relationship working out so well or that I would dread leaving so much. Yes, I know that all good things must come to an end but I wish that I could fall off a roof (off campus, don’t worry), get a sun burn on the quad, or laugh until I cry one last time. I am ready for the next step, whatever it may be, but first there are some things that I want to thank you for.
Thank you for allowing me to become independent and live on my own for four years. I am especially thankful for the distraction you offered when my parents moved to Texas, it was then that you really became my home and the place that I felt most comfortable. Thank you for bringing me to a place where I have met some of my best friends in life and the ones that I have countless memories to reflect on. Thank you for pushing me to my limits and making me try new things. Without you I am afraid I never would have tried so hard or accomplished half as much. You let me broaden my horizons and explore things in life that I otherwise would never had the chance.
I would say this isn’t goodbye but I know that is. Things will never be the same but they cannot be nor do I think they should. Sometimes even the best relationships end because life moves on and things change. One day I was that anxious freshman moving her things in to Lima 403 and the next I am that anxious yet confident adult moving them out of my last RA room. With the exception of some less than ideal times, I will look back on the last four years of my life as the best that I have had thus far. These were the years when everything fell into place and now that everything is being called into question I appreciate them more than anything.
Simply, thank you for letting me become the Courtney Carr that people know today.
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