So I’m leaving without a degree and, to many, that makes me a failure. And, if I allowed myself to do so, I could see it as failure, too. The truth is this season completely broke me and, somehow, God was able to put me back together in ways that make the cracks beautiful because they don’t testify to the experience itself but that we can be repurposed after it. And that is what is happening. I am being repurposed and made new.