My time in San Marcos seems to be winding down, the hour hand fast
approaching that last, unavoidable moment (late Friday night). That
certain hour, when I will have no other choice than to say goodbye to
what has become a home unlike any I've every known, feels almost tangible
to me, but I know it is the other way about: it has a hold on me.
Of course time is only an illusory measure, and these last days are
are woven into the concept. What really strikes me is watching the
many lasts slip by; some go quietly, some howl deeply into my memory.
Like...
...the last time I walk into CRU on Thursday nights and see a room
full of individuals,, strangers only a year ago, all beautifully
dissimilar and unique, people who put color in my life, people I've
grown to love and share life with.
...like the last time I sink onto the futon in Bexar Hall, rest my
head on Megan's shoulder and yell out, "Oh I hate that Dan!" to a chorus
of girls who sing in agreement.
...the last time I smile quietly at Marisa's eyebrow, as it floats
magically into the air.
...the last time I yell out, "You know" to Nikki who replies, always, "I know!"
...the last time I ride my bike through this sleepy college town
wondering how I ever got so lucky in this life.
...the last time I see Dan do his back-pack wave, followed by a salute.
...the last time Lindsey and I consdier hugging only to quickly think
better of it.
...the last time I enjoy my full pot of morning coffee while watching
Ellen and teasing JP about sleeping too much.
...the last time I write Jeff Buckley lyrics on the mirror for Bryson
to read in the morning.
...the last time Sean arches his eyebrows and asks a new, thoughtful
question, always seeking to know the lives of others.
...the last time I see the faces of my friends here, the faces who
I fear will one day be strangers, but for now are family.
These are days of lasts, the final memories that will forever last.
12 comments:
Mykull-
You made us effing cry.
We love you.
Come back to us.
Seriously... We want you come to LBJ right now.
Desert the army ok... they dont need you.
After we read your blog a really slow sad song played and added more sorrow to our already dismal moment.
With all respects, You will always be apart of us. While drifting away might feel like losing a familly, know that we will never stop missing you. You are a part of our body of not only friends but believers. We love you- and know that we wont ever let that go. As you continue you life, we will all continue ours in most likely all different directions, but can always go back and remember how wonderful our college years had been. The beautiful thing about friendship is that it doesnt end when someone leaves- but will carry on into eternity.
Der Bear, Nikki, Jessie, and Anna
You guys come to the library! (I'm actually having this same conversation with Nikki by text)...
That has to be the best reply ever to show up on this whole blog. Thanks for the kind words guys--I'm truly blessed to have you all in my life and I won't ever forget that.
1am and still going strong,
My-Kull
Michael, I am sad that we will not be able to see each other for a while until our paths cross again. I am really enjoyed your blog while I have been in spain. It makes me feel like I was actually at the E-Rock trip, or the christmas party, or any other thing that you have put on the website. As soon as you leave, I will return. I am also going take this time to give a shout out to Cool Sean aka "Magnum" aka "Blue Steel" and yeah man we need to get together over the pipe and talk about our semesters. I am sad that I will not see any of the CRU folk until everyone returns, and that some I dont know yet. Just be ready for the first ULTIMATE game. I have a few more tricks up my sleeve, Spanish Style.
Michael I love your name and going to miss your face.
The Snead
"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value, rather it is one of those things that gives value to survival."
-C. S. Lewis
You are blessed to have so many wonderful, forever friends!
whenever i hear the word awkward.. or a flutter of awkwardakwardawkwards... i'll always think you of you.
and i'll miss waking you up for theatre. even though you really don't wake up.
and whenever i eat an apple with a knife... that's all you michael rice
(insert hysterical sobbing here)
-jessica
You perfectly described Sean and Marisa's eyebrow effects!!! Who is going to document CRU functions now?
please dont leave.
I just might! Can we send someone in my spot? Like, say, Donny (from last year)??
M.Rice,
I have never met anyone like you. While I hated you downloading all of your "michael" songs on my Rhapsody library last year, amongst some other things I hated from last year....You brought a perspective; a way of looking at things to my life, that I had never seen before. I loved your comments on my blog this summer when I was in Cali....and the phone message where you sang and played dave barnes to me...I will forever think of you Every time I listen to Howie Day. You will be missed! Blessings to you, A
Michael,
While I actually have the special treat of riding with you to Cincinnati for one last hoo-rah, I have to write on here as well. Your time here man has benn invaluable man. You really have touched many people's lives. Definently mine.
I will be seeing you tonight, tommorow, and the next week, but I will remember every minute of it.
Sean
you have definitely taught the CRU kids to pucker!!
A,
Yeah, it's been really cool how we've become friends. I appreciate everything more than I can really say; even things you won't ever understand I'm thankful for. But I will always sing you some Dave barnes if you're interested-
Lagunaly yours,
M Town
Sean,
Get ready for the ride of your life! Thanks for the kind words bro. See ya tomorrow for the game :)
Santa,
They had it in them all along. I just brought it out.
Love to all,
M Town
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