What a bittersweet week this has been. I’ve said goodbye to the beautiful ladies and young girls at my internship that I love so much. I had a goodbye dinner with the best bosses in the world from the on-campus job I’ve had for the past three years. And, I’ve just emptied every single drawer of this little room that I have come to call home. It stinks!! Where is the rewind button?? Or at least a “slow-down” button….please??
I’m not ready for my Trevecca experience to end. I grew up on this hill. I learned to live without my parents in the other room, to rely on God for guidance, and to trust myself to make decisions—I’m smarter than I give myself credit for, and the mentors I’ve found here remind me of that. I’ve made the best friends who not only laugh too much with me and distract me from homework, but who pray for me and with me. All friends are great, but these girls are beyond what I deserve. All I have to do is send out an “SOS” text and I have three of them at my door with Diet Mountain Dew, a magazine, and a bucket of nailpolish. How did I get so lucky?
My future is bright, I’m confident of that. So many doors and beautiful opportunities are ahead of me, but letting go is hard. The unknown is scary. Leading up to this point, the path has been pretty clear. Graduate high school, go to college, and choose a major, blah blah blah… But, now the world is knocking. It’s time to stop being so safe and start answering God’s call with all that I have. I pray that I can be faithful and trusting. Ready to dive into His will, trust my education, my experiences, and HIM! It’s time to be a grown-up, and tonight, that’s not a fun thought.
Trevecca—I will miss you. I will miss Fiesta Fridays, Paintapalooza, Johnson Hall and the pretty girls who live inside. I will never forget my perfect roommate who has turned into family or the suitemates I found freshmen year who bring me so much joy. The nights of zero sleep and early mornings that we gobbled down too many pancakes at Pfunky Griddle are irreplaceable. I will miss my special End Slavery TN family who took me under their wings and gave me on-the-job training that will equip to me change the world. Through the survivors I worked with at ESTN, I saw proof that God can, does, and WILL heal this broken earth. Those faces will never leave me.
I will miss my half-off discount on Fridays at Thriftsmart, the dollar theater in Antioch, and waking up to funny notes on the mirror from my roomie. I was terrified to leave home and move to Nashville. So terrified that while my mom was driving me down for my first semester I was crying so hard telling her to turn around. I didn’t think I’d be able to handle it. I didn’t know anyone and knew that life without my family would be hard. Well, it was hard missing home, but I found a family here. You know who you are. My TNU experience is proof that God’s will is good, pleasing, and perfect. Trust in Him and unimaginably beautiful things will unfold. Believe me, friends. Believe Him!
Okay, enough sap for one night, right? I have MY LAST FINAL EVER in the morning and am not even a weeee bit prepared. I just need the world to know how thankful I am for this place and the people that make it up. Nashville, you are the perfect city. I’ll be back. Trevecca, I am forever grateful for all that you are. Friends, thank you, thank you. It’s been a blast!!