“I have a disease called Multiple Sclerosis. It’s a neurological, autoimmune disease.” My father’s words sounded like another language to my ten-year-old mind. Had he come to me and said he was sick with a simple cold, I would have had the same reaction; slight concern about how he was feeling, but little more than that. I had no idea how greatly impacted I would be. I understood enough to know that something was wrong and responded by...

The prompt was "What makes you unique and colorful?" If people are colors, then I’m wisteria, the color found in the very back of the box of 120 Crayola crayons. It draws its name from the wisteria plant, found in the Eastern United States and China, two opposite ends of the world. Wisteria is a light, slightly purplish color that appears to be a mix of pink and blue, colors found on opposite ends of the spectrum. This makes wisteria...

From the moment I sat down for the information session in Brunet Hall to the glimpse into the dorm rooms before finishing the tour, I knew one thing was certain; the University of Richmond was the school for me. My parents and I fell into a routine at each of our succeeding college visits. “Do you like it here?” they would ask, wondering if my answer would finally change. “It’s fine, but it’s not Richmond.” My love for...

I plan on going through...