“Nexus Point”

In an email exchange with a friend, she described this moment as a “nexus point,” a time to take stock of things and identify what to keep and what to leave in Oklahoma.  Since arriving, driving around the campus, I’ve felt very little connection with OBU.  I realize now that that’s a gift.  OBU was an important place for me 30 years ago, but I’m a different person now.  OBU is a different place.  And that is just fine.  I can be grateful for what I received and move on.

Even so, I am apprehensive about how I will be received by my OBU friends…will they remember me?  I suspect they will remember me, but will they remember me with fondness?

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