When I first moved here, I had come from spending a year living at home after college, working as a writer and dealing with health issues. I had traveled fairly extensively for my age, but was strangely saddened and scared of moving to a brand new place 11 hours away from my hometown.
Of course, I was focused, and I knew that I wanted my MPH for the career I wanted. I liked Ann Arbor’s charm, and knew logically this was the best decision. However, it was difficult to transition during that first week or two before school started and I did not know a soul.
I cannot tell you how fast that time has passed. I am now faced with an engaging community whom I have come to care deeply about, and am once again strangely saddened that the dynamic will permanently change in just a few months. However, I am also excited for the futures and careers of friends whom I truly believe will do extraordinary things—and I feel privileged to be witness to it, and to have known them. I feel privileged to have gained community here in such a short time.