I just spent 6 years living in the town pictured above. Pullman is a wonderful place - I learned and grew so much from my experiences there. I had my ups and downs (going ape-shit on your sorority sisters as a freshman is not the best life choice, but it can cause you to learn valuable lessons). I've been through minor depression and exultation. I've fallen in love and had my heart broken. I've found the best friends that anyone could ask for, and some of the worst. I am a different, more grown up, and a better person because of Pullman and WSU. And after 6 years (4 undergrad, 2 grad), it is time to leave. When I graduated, I cried when I left for the summer, even though I knew that I would be back in a few short months. When I left the other day? I had my moments during my final week in town where I was sad, but when I physically left I had about 5 minutes where I wasn't entirely sure how I felt. And then I realized how wonderful it is going to be to visit my sister and boyfriend next year and say "Hi, I'm Sean, I'm an alumni" and have no one wonder what I'm doing in town. I am ready to move on to the next chapter. I still have more school, but a new place will be well worth the wait. I owe a lot to Pullman and the people that I have met there - you have served me well.
So as I'm sitting in my version of perfection, reminiscing on the past 6 years of my life, I want to give credit where it is due - to my refuge. My home has been my refuge in good times and in bad - and always will me. My parents are wonderful people who have given me a lot to get me to where I am today and as much as I owe to the people of Pullman, I owe much more to my family. So this summer, I'm looking forward to adventure and happiness (with a sprinkling of boyfriend-missing), and I can owe this happiness to my parents and my version of perfection.
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