ten years ago today, i started classes at Hastings College in Hastings, Nebraska.
growing up in my house, college was never a choice, it was an expectation;
however, the location of where to attend, now that was up to us.
for months & months leading up to high school graduation, i debated on said decision.
i refused to look at any college in the greater Nebraska region because following in my parent’s footsteps did not say independence.
& then, there came the day when it all changed.
BR & i traveled to Hastings on a whim, one week before i needed to make my college choice.
within minutes of arriving onto that wooded campus in the middle of nowhere, i knew that Hastings was exactly where i was supposed to be.
the next four years were filled with unexpected adventures, falling for the unthinkable (& the unexplainable), for creating friendships that have remained intact against many odds, & for various other events that i once wrote about here.
i can vividly recall each & every memory of that first day of classes- the professor(s), the first impressions, the outfit i chose to wear, & even the feelings of nervousness that continue to resurface before big events.
i threw all of my original trepidation out the window when i started my new life on that campus.
& ten years later, i’m still glad with the decisions i made… for the most part.
(pictured: Hastings College, 1965)