Dear Undergrad,
You were...something else.
I mean, I don't really know what to say. Whoever said that college was going to be the best four years of my life clearly wasn't a music major. And they clearly didn't have to do part of it during a pandemic.
I'd honestly be lying if I said that you were anything like I expected you to be. When I was sixteen, I was under the delusion that college was going to "save me" from the misery that was high school. College was going to be where I got to focus on the things I thought I wanted to do with my life. I was going to continue my overachieving streak and make lots of friends along the way.
But when I got to college, I quickly realized that I was not meant to go down the path I had set myself on, and that made me feel lost. I exceeded in some areas, but I struggled to keep my head above the water in others. And while I did make friends, a demanding schedule and a pandemic made creating and maintaining those friendships a lot more difficult than I would have liked.
But just as quickly as I entered my season of second-guessing, I figured out that there's a lot of power in, "I don't know," "Please help me," and "What are my options?"
Acknowledging that I didn't know everything helped open my mind. Asking for help ended up putting me in touch with some amazing people (especially when it came to my music). And exploring my options caused me to find a career option that seemed like God created it for me and only me.
You weren't a season of glory. You were a season of growth. And while I wish I had seen you as that from the very beginning, I can move forward and approach this next season with a more healthy mindset.
You weren't at all what I wanted, but you were everything I needed. And I thank God for you.
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