My past week at home made me realize a little bit more of who I’ve become. I used to dance at the thought of boarding a plane back to San Francisco, and quite honestly would take any opportunity I got to visit home- even just for a little while. But this time around was different. During the last week of school, I refused to admit that school was over and pretty soon I would pack up my bags and leave San Diego. I kept putting the idea off until finally I had to cram the miscellaneous items I had collected throughout the semester into my car and drive down Lomaland for the very last time in a while. There was hardly any piece of me that was excited to go home.
I remember first visiting PLNU and knowing right then and there that it was the perfect school for me. That was two years before I even began college, and quite frankly, Loma has become my home now. I spend 9 out of the 12 months in San Diego, and my life revolves around what happens at school. My friends are there, my job is there, and everything fits perfectly into place. Leaving Loma and going home feels more like a vacation nowadays. I’m leaving the hustle and bustle of my life and visiting something that has become out of the ordinary.
I could never imagine myself at a university other than Point Loma Nazarene University. There I’ve been able to grow spiritually and academically. I’ve formed relationships with people who both challenge and encourage me in my faith. I’ve taken advantage of every opportunity that has come my way and loved it. I’ve formed my identity at Point Loma, because it’s not just my school anymore. PLNU Is my home, and it holds my heart.