At my alma mater, Christendom College, 123 new students began their college career eight days ago. Meanwhile, the 99 alumni that graduated in May are scattered around the globe: some at home, some of them relieved that they're not going to school, some of them happily married, some of them beginning an upcoming school year by teaching instead of being taught, some of them in the seminary, and still others busy looking for a job.
Then there are those of us alumni who--in addition to looking for a job--are faced with a choice.
I was sitting by Dr. Carroll's grave on Wednesday, August 15, the Feast of the Assumption, and I realized something...thanks to the Blessed Mother and to Dr. Carroll for this realization:
I'm trying my hardest to stick with the second choice, to be grateful for the time I had at Christendom; so here's my gratitude list:I can either look back at my college years with regret for the classes I didn't take, didn't pay attention to, or didn't appreciate; the professors I only had for one semester; and the times I studied instead of hanging out with friends;ORI can look back at my college years with gratitude for the friends I made, the professors who were always there for me, and the many, many things I did learn.
I put down very solid roots; Christendom College gave me firm ground to stand on, especially when many other things were falling down around my years. And even though I had to leave the physical campus of Christendom, I still have firm ground to stand on in my Catholic Faith, which Christendom strengthened; the friendships that Christendom encouraged and nurtured; and the knowledge—both "book learning" and "life lessons"—that my four years at Christendom College gave me.
Yours in all things Theological,