I'm leaving today for reunion weekend at St. Mary's College of MD. Yes, I know it's only been two years and what kind of loser goes to a two year reunion? But you don't understand. You didn't go to St. Mary's (or you do, if you did).
We might have thought it strange for alums to randomly come back to campus for no particular reason, and may have even thought disparagingly about some who seemed to never leave, but by our senior year, we knew we would suffer the same fate. We knew we would ache for this place, and that we would likely never demand of ourselves an excuse to make a pilgrimage to the soul of the river who takes away everything heavy from the heart, to walk under the Milky Way that unveiled itself naked on most nights, or to contemplate the perfect sunsets that blazed at the close of each day.
I fucking lived with all that gratuitous beauty for four years! Even if everyone I ever knew there left, I'm pretty sure it would still feel like home. I sure miss it like home - far more than even the houses I lived in with my family. It was my first experience of feeling like my spirit was shaped and rooted to the energy of a place. The river air of Southern Maryland still lives somewhere inside me.
Back on Sunday. A blessed weekend to all of you.
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