Boston or Bust
Posted on Sunday, August 31st, 2003 at 8:00.
Meme, Papa, and I left Lynchburg on Saturday morning. The journey to Emerson College took more than a 13-hour drive north. I am finally here; after a year of deferment because of financial issues, after a seemingly chance role in an advertising campaign, after an extended stay in San Diego, after significant introspection, after a helicopter crash in the San Francisco Bay, after many more prayers and tears about my father and siblings.
Words cannot fully encompass how grateful that I am to my grandparents. I would not be at Emerson (or V.T. or J.M.U. or any higher education institution) without their support. Experiencing all of the first moments with them in Boston brought validity to the school and to my decision. Yes, the school is in downtown Boston and does not have a traditional campus. Yes, the school has a unique approach to liberal arts education and technology. Yes, the school is nothing like most state schools. And after visiting, I think that they feel more comfortable about my attendance at Emerson College. Smiles for everyone!
I’ve never been so alone, but I’ve never been so alive.
