Today I’ve had what might be my last seminar at the university and that’s a little scary. I’ve considered university some sort of a home for over 15 years. It’s not always been a walk in the park and we’ve had our differences but we’ve moved together and we’ve changed and tried to change each other. She’s been there, old and grumpy and backwards but always reliable, no matter what I’ve been doing. We don’t always want each other and we don’t always get along but we also understand each other in so many ways. She’s formed me and I like to think I’ve formed her in at least some ways. When we first met I was so young and a little naïve and she was old and indulgent. Now she’s even older and I’m not as young as I once was (thank goodness) but I’m oh, so much wiser (thanks to her, in more ways than she might intended). She has made me doubt and she has given me confidence and experiences. We don’t always get along but I will be loyal to her and always defend her to the outside world.
University has helped in many ways. She has taught me things I didn’t know and things I’ve wondered about and I’d like to think that I too have made a little mark in her long history, although there’s been so many others before me. She makes me comfortable, when I’m with her I know what I am and what I do and what is expected of me and I know what she is and what she’ll do. I’ve met her many faces and with her I feel safe.
Today I had what might be my last seminar. It will be a while before I come back. I’m believe I will come back though, this relationship is too important to let go of eternally, one day or another. Perhaps sooner than expected.