Goodbye Kalamazoo. Goodbye my home.
Well, my time living here has come to a close. I'm deeply saddened because this has grown to be my home and one of the best places to live. Harbor Springs will always be the place where I grew up, but Kalamazoo is the place where I became independent and an adult.
I'm pretty lucky to have called this home for the past seven years. I remember coming here a tentative college student, not certain whether I would survive my first year. I leave ready to tackle the world and ready for whatever life has to throw at me. I realize this could be the last time I live here, but it certainly won't be the last time I go to Kalamazoo—that is for sure.
I loved Kalamazoo so much I went back to get a second major at WMU. I could have easily left and gone somewhere else, but WMU was going to be my only college and it was. I loved it so much that even when most of my friends left, I stayed behind and searched for more...
I lived in several different places in the city and loved them all for several different reasons. There isn't much I have bad to say about Kalamazoo and for that reason, I'm going to miss it all.
Not many people realize the uniqueness this city has to offer and even though the winters can absolutely be brutal, I wouldn't mind staying here forever.
My first go-around in college was amazing and the second wasn't far behind. I met some of the best friends I will ever know during my six and half years in college and while I might never use the first degree, the second major will be used and I was lucky enough to work at WMU's newspaper during my latter stages in college. I met some good folk there as well and I know that all the relationships I made during my stay in Kalamazoo is part of the reason that makes my time here special.
It's safe to say that all seven years were great, even the up-and-down freshman year.
I won't list all the things I love about Kalamazoo because frankly, there are just too many. I will miss just about all of it though. I'll miss the different parts of Kalamazoo, the way it's exactly between Chicago and Detroit and all of the little quirks and excellent attributes that make it Kalamazoo. I'll even miss writing Kalamazoo down as my address.
Something about the name always seemed cool to me.
I'll miss Maggies, Burdicks, East Hall, WMU's campus, Waldo Stadium, Tiffanys, the Den and several other places that are absent from my memory at this moment.
I'll even miss the insanely loud train that runs through the heart of the city. I'm probably the only one.
Hopefully I can relocate somewhere in Michigan so that trips to Kalamazoo aren't completely foreign. I'd love to make it back here often—especially this fall when school is in session and sporting events are once again in full swing.
We'll just have to wait and see what happens, I guess.
It won't be long before I'm down here once again—actually it's just next weekend for a reunion party.
I guess it's not really goodbye at all. It's more like see you later.
Ohh maybe I should tell you where I'm headed. I'm actually heading home to where it all started. I vowed strongly several times that I would never move home again, but that's where I'm ending up, haha. It's short-term and until I find a job in Michigan or elsewhere.