I’m riding the bus today.
With a group of high school students.
They are talking about colleges and applications and debating the benefits of Brown University vs. Syracuse.
They are espousing the features of each of their dream colleges. The programs, the academics, the campus settings.
I wish I could tell them a secret.
I want to tap each of one on the shoulder and let them know that no matter where they go, the most important feature of college they take with them probably won’t be in the classroom.
My guess is, it will be in the dorms.
With the people and the friends they make.
I want to tell them they will make friends in four short years that will last a lifetime. I want to tell them they will drop everything, over a lifetime to be with those special friends no other life experience can replace.
I am on a bus today to go see my dear college roomie who lost her brother last week.
We can send emails. We can text back and forth. We can cry our eyes out over the phone. But, some things need to be said in person.
Sometimes you just have to hug it out.
I want to tell these high school students a secret. Finding your friends in college is like finding the most beautiful seeds that will bloom and grow together.
And, being old friends is like turning into two solid trees, blocking the sun and wind for each other no matter which way it shines or blows.