07/27/2019
I woke up this morning overwhelmed with the bittersweet feeling of being excited to see my family, but as gloomy as the gray sky outside my window that my family we’ve created on this program is gone. (Even if only for three weeks until we’re reunited on campus again.)
I never thought I could learn from and grow so close to a group of mostly complete strangers in just three short weeks. Through every late-night music session and early morning commute, these people had my back and I’ll certainly miss just being able to walk into anyone’s kitchen and make some memories.
The last two days we truly made the most of our time and circled back for a victory-lap through some of our favorite spots; taking in the sights and taste of Borough Market, our favorite street-sprawling and crawling pubs, shopping around Oxford Street, and of course ending on our new adventures of the Thames river cruise and visiting the Shard. Truly a nostalgic ending note. Watching everyone present their projects I felt such a sense of pride in my friends’ progress over these projects that really put our journalistic skills to the test. I know when I began presenting my nervousness showed down to my paper shaking in my quivering hands and crackling voice, but looking out at my new deeply entrenched support network I relaxed into it and ended on a high note, really happy with what I put out there. I felt the confidence to answer questions with poise and conviction.
I couldn’t have made it through these few weeks without the ability of these people to make a positive out of any situation, I don’t think I’ve ever slept less, sweat more, or laughed harder. Thank you to Professors Carr and Treaster, and to everyone who made this a really incredible experience.