...why? After I graduated from NAU I was only home a short time before I ran off for an adventure in DC. I left with some intention of returning so I never really went through all of my stuff that I was leaving behind. I told myself that I would take care of it after I got back. It's been over 2 1/2 years since I first left and I am now having to face the annoyance which is my stuff. I have boxes of papers and notebooks from college courses, trinkets from who knows what and a healthy assortment of fuzzy photographs dating back to middle school.
I started going through it the other night in hopes of finding my college diploma. You may ask, as a friend of mine did, how did I manage to lose my diploma? Funny thing, I had never actually seen it. NAU sent it to my parents house while I was in DC and I only came home once over the last 2 1/2 years and I couldn't find it then. I knew that I was going to eventually go through all my stuff and a desire to see my diploma gave me the motivation I needed to get started.
I started pulling open boxes to reveal the oddest hodgepodge of things. For a couple of hours the other night I was constantly saying to myself "Why the heck did I keep this?" or while looking at a picture "Why did I even think this was cool?" There were a few things that when discovered brought back some fun memories. Like the photo of me and my good friend from high school dressed like hos for our senior class 'Pimp and Ho Day'. A day that inadvertently created quite a stir from some of the parents of the underclassmen.
Last night I had gone through all of my boxes without finding my diploma. I was reaching a point of frustration. Well, in the same room where my boxes have been kept are also boxes belonging to my younger sister. My mom walked into the room and started going through my sisters stuff and within minutes had found what I had spent hours looking for, my college diploma. She was certainly smug about her ability to find it so quickly, I just wanted to know what it had been doing in my sisters stuff. When I had given it a quick once over, reminiscing about the good ol' college years I put it back in a box and continued organizing. It wasn't until a few minutes later that I realized irony of what had just happened. I had just spent the better part of a day looking for it only to put it away once it was found. What does one do with their college diploma? Is it meant to live in a box?
It's actually been a really good experience going through all my stuff. I've been able to purge myself of things that I've been keeping since high school. I think its all part of the growing up process, saying goodbye to your younger self and looking forward with an open mind and as little baggage as possible.
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