So earlier this week, I got an official letter from my
undergraduate’s alumni office, Oklahoma Baptist University of Shawnee, America,
inviting me back to “Bison Hill” for my 5 year reunion. My first inclination
was… “you’ve got to be kidding me; college graduation was only 5 years ago! I’m
not ready to go back and wax nostalgic!” Followed by, “it’s already been 5
years?! I can’t believe it’s been that long!”
I have a lot of good memories from OBU, don’t get me wrong,
but I’m simply not ready to go back and reminisce, about the ‘way we were.’
With secret relief, I know that I would not be ashamed to go back and meet and
greet with former classmates and professors- I have made good use of my time
since I’ve graduated. I got my Masters and managed to ‘snag’ a handsome guy
(even got him to marry me!) and am gainfully, meaningfully employed.
But the thing is, I don’t feel like I’m distanced enough
from my time at OBU in order to want to go back and relive it all; absence
makes the heart grow fonder, right? The memories are fresh enough that I can do
that: reflect and reminisce, without the need for a pilgrimage to the hallowed
grounds of Bison Hill. Plus, I keep in touch with those friends that I want to
keep in touch with, and blessedly, do not, with those whom I’d rather not keep
up with- thanks to the marvels of Facebook and living in the same state as the
school still…
…Guess that pilgrimage will have to wait another 5 years…in
the mean time, perhaps it is time to update my essential information with the
alumni office and think about a little donation, in honor of 5 years of growth
and development, post college.