I’m sitting at work, at my desk… my empty desk.  The day has been spent going through paperwork and memory-filled-cards and mementoes from the past five years.   I have sorted through my professional life and what is left to this point sits in an assortment of boxes on my office floor.

I am leaving my job this week. Pandora keeps reminding me with song titles like, Let Go, Opportunity to Cry, Be OK, and Only Hope.  This has been a job I have loved and one that has loved me.  I have worked in student life at Azusa Pacific University for five years.  Five years. In my short life, that is a large amount of time.  The opportunity to work here has launched my career, taught me more lessons than I can count and shaped me into the person I am today.