Going into college, everyone around you tells you how much you will change, grow and experience over four years. While it may seem like four years is a long time (though in finals week it could not feel any shorter) when looking at the rest of our lives, college does not seem that long.
But now as I sit writing this article, almost four years after sitting at the kitchen table in quarantine making my final decision to come here, I realize that as cliche as it is, they were right.
So much happened in the last four years that I do not even know where to begin looking back on it, from heartaches to the celebrations, from finding love to the sadness of the loss of a friendship. While there are many things that I look back on and wish I had done differently, they are now part of who I am, someone who for a while I did not appreciate.
It is funny that when I began my college search, Samford was a school I at first did not want to attend. I went to private Christian schools from 4th grade till graduating high school and was not looking to continue being in Christian education for college. However, here I am four years later, writing my reflection about going to a private Christian College.
My time at the Samford Crimson has been one of ups and downs, with moments of satisfaction, to moments of extreme frustration. I came to Samford as a music education major, with next to no experience in journalism or writing. When I joined the Samford Crimson in my junior year, it was mainly out of panic because I felt like I was not doing enough and needed more on my resume.
I became a staff writer and then this year, the news editor. While I will not miss the late nights of stress attempting to get the pages and stories done while spending hours running people down for quotes and sources, I will miss doing it with a phenomenal team of editors and writers. I am proud that some of my stories are in the databases of Samford, for those to look at in the years to come.
God works in ways that we cannot even imagine, and while they seem crazy and sometimes even funny or frustrating to us, there is a plan in motion that is perfect for us. It took this past four years to realize, that it is important to live in the moment, not always stress about the next steps of our lives, but rather live each day the best that we can.
Thank you to God, for always providing for me and never letting me go. Thank you to my family, who have almost every single issue I had a story on. Thank you to Molli, my wonderful girlfriend; I do not know what I would do without her. Thank you to all of my friends and roommates, who pushed me and were with me in the best and worst of moments. Thank you to the Samford Crimson, who allowed me to experience I field I never thought I would work in.
Thank you to Samford for giving me four unforgettable years.
News Editor
