I'm grateful for all the new experiences. Coming from Nebraska, just living in the Northeast offered a smorgasbord of seeing new cities and states and meeting all kinds of people. I got to stay with a friend in Maine whose dad is a lobster fisherman. I got to visit a friend's cousin in New York City and attend a traditional Shabbat dinner. I got to see the fall leaves in New Hampshire and Vermont, dine on lobster in Boston, and walk through opulent mansions in Newport. The list could go on and on.
I'm grateful for the intellectual rigor of the classroom discussions and readings and lectures. The classes on history and political science in particular were better than I could have ever imagined those subjects to be, and caused me to change my major just so that I would have a good excuse to take more.
I'm grateful for the opportunities it afforded me. Going to an Ivy League school helped me get into a strong law school and has since helped give me the benefit of the doubt when I'm job searching, even with my very unorthodox career path that includes a 13 year work history gap. I'm also grateful for the confidence it has given me - coming from a public high school in Lincoln and being thrown in as a small fish in a big pond but then figuring out how to swim, empowers you to feel like you can do hard things. I'm grateful for that confidence boost.
I'm thankful for the memories. Between dorm life and the track team and the Christian fellowship, late nights at the pizza place and afternoons studying on the Green, and so many hang outs -- college is a really special time of life that is so focused on friendship and fun and enriching activities, and you never really get that in such a focused way again in life. I enjoyed the heck out of it and I'm super grateful for the memories most of all.
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