…the one who sent me is with me… I remember when my parents sent me off to college. As they drove away I immediately experienced a different kind of wilderness celebrating all of the possibilities and yet wondering if I might actually fit in. Holding to some old ideals and relationships admittedly made “fitting in” a bit difficult. It was my mother who helped me understand that by being there I had already fit in to a culture of higher learning. Learning to put things in proper perspective would be my first challenge. This is one of the moments in my life that helps me remember how much my mother’s presence carries on within me, still guiding and comforting me in those times I’m feeling like I don’t “fit in.” Thank you God for your love and presence are everlasting.