By Anna Risolo
The college decision did not come easily for me. I attended a community college close to home for a year and a half. Then, I considered attending the University of West Florida, Queens College, LIU Post, and even a university in Connecticut.
I never looked at Molloy College, until one day when I went to visit my best friend Megan at school on my break for lunch. I pulled into the parking lot of Molloy and noticed the small-town feeling of this campus. I found a parking spot close to the building and entered the Public Square. Megan showed me around her campus and pointed out some of the hang-out spots. At first, I thought the campus was small and there was not much going on. Oh, was I mistaken! I came back a couple of times. I wasn’t sure why I felt compelled to come back so much, but somehow I found myself there every Tuesday afternoon. I started to notice the one-on-one tutoring sessions, the professors sitting in the same dining area as the students, and the kindness of everyone around me.
Seeing such a warm and open place made me feel comfortable. And given the hard time I had adjusting to college at first, comfortable was exactly what I needed. I started researching my program and began to send emails and make phone calls to receive more information about the school. Eventually, I decided to send in my application. After all, what was the worst that could happen? I could simply decide not to go, but a part of me already felt like I belonged at Molloy.
I received my acceptance a week or two before Spring 2016 classes began. Excitement overwhelmed me. At that instant, I knew I found a place that would welcome and support me during my time at the College. Telling my mother that I wanted to go to Molloy was interesting. She had never heard me speak of the school, but even she thought it was clearly a great choice.
As it would turn out, I was born at Mercy Hospital, just behind Molloy College. My grandfather and grandmother were also taken care of at that hospital. Many signs pointed to me ending up at this campus. During my registration, I was welcomed with nothing but smiles and warmth. For a school I had no intention of even researching, I wouldn’t have wanted to end up anywhere else.
Image courtesy of Anna Risolo.