I think that I will come to this point at the end of every school year.

The second semester comes to a close as spring begins to morph into summer. Friends that were once acquaintances begin to pack their belongings and move out of their oh-so-familiar dorm rooms, apartments, and houses.  Students returning their textbooks, finishing the last of their tests, and heading home for the summer. 

Experiences like this - The end of a year of college - Lead to an inevitably large number of goodbyes.  I find myself leaving a number of friends that I have spent months eating, studying, growing, and living with - All of whom I am somewhat sad that I will not see in the next few months of my life.....  But that's just it.

Who's to say that I will ever see that friend from second floor ever again?

How do I really know that I have many more memories to look forward to making with that friend that lives on State Street?

So often, our goodbyes sound something like any one of the following: