Today is my last day working at the DePaul University Center for Writing-based Learning, fondly known as the UCWbL. Little did I know how such a strange acronym would make such a large impact on my life.
I’ve been at the UCWbL for three years and have worn many hats. It’s is a place where writers can come to get assistance from tutors. It’s a place where English Language Learners can come to have a friendly, patient chat in English. It’s a place where coworkers can collaborate on things that are important to them. Most importantly, though, it’s a place where you can listen and be listened to. I’ve come to appreciate that in more ways than one.
I’ve also made so many wonderful friends here, some of them I imagine I’ll keep for a very long time. It will be odd not to see them everyday, to crack jokes, to whine about citation styles or mandatory meetings, or to sit on the ancient yellow couch in the back room and just talk.
Leaving a place that I’ve often called my second home will be hard (seriously, I’ve tried to open the office with my apartment keys before). It’s not so much the absence of the UCWbL, but the metamorphosis that is happening right under my nose. I had an opportunity to stay here, if I had joined a graduate program and continued my student status. But I chose to stroll down a different path for a while. At neuroses would have it, I’ve always wondered if I made the right decision. There’s a lot of change happening in the next few weeks. I move to my new studio next week, and I start my new job in two weeks. My roommates of two and four years are moving. And, as one of my coworkers and friends said this morning, “I felt the seasons change. I felt an autumn breeze.”
Then I thought back to one of my favorite shows, Sex and the City (I know, I know, get over it. It’s fantastic!). At the end of Season 4, Carrie & the gang go through a plethora of changes in their lives. My friend’s words reminded me of a quote that I hold dear:
“Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps if we never veered off course we wouldn’t fall in love, or have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change. So do cites. People come into your life and people go. But it’s comforting to know that the ones you love are always in your heart. And if you’re very lucky, a plane ride away.”
I consider myself very lucky. Thanks, UCWbLers. I won’t be able to lift a pen without thinking of you guys. All my love.
Pictures from the DePaul UCWbL Flickr page.
If you’re a DePaul student or alum, you can always and forever visit the Writing Center for free! Check it out!