Last weekend I made the hundred mile drive up to my dear alma mater for the opening weekend of college football. Since I left for Arizona at 5:30 in the morning the day after graduation, I haven't been back much. My heart was full of so many conflicting emotions as I drove through the city I called home for four years and walked the campus where I learned so much about life and becoming an adult.
Pride. Sadness. Excitement. Relief. Hope.
I will forever be a part of the Aggie family and for that I am darn proud.
It brought some sadness to my heart knowing that I walked across campus as a former student, and that I would never again go to MSC Open House, or watch newly selected Fish Camp counselors run around campus like crazy people, or attend an ASC meeting.
Excitement surged through my body as I heard the Aggie Band march in. In college I only missed one football game in four years, and it had been almost two years since I been to an Aggie football game. I even drove to College Station without having a ticket, just to be a part of the game day experience (knowing I would find my way to a ticket :)
My sadness was quickly replaced by relief. I had done it. I earned my degree from the best school in the world (whoop!). I survived. Not only did I survive, I came out a better person because of the things I learned and the people I met.
Dreams of coming back as a season ticket holder with Aggie babies in tow danced around my head as I ventured between tailgates. I hope I get to share the love of my school with my husband and children one day.
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| My Brother Bear is carrying on the tradition! |
It's the heart afraid of breaking that never learns to dance. It is the dream afraid of waking that never takes the chance. It is the one who won't be taken who cannot seem to give. And the soul afraid of dying that never learns to live.
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