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Hey. It's me, Lucy. I planned on starting this blog with some light-hearted introduction of how I am a washed-up Kanakuk princess (what does that even mean, I know) and washed-up Grace cheerleader, a proud member of the JV orchestra and JV golf team, and low-key nerd who has a deep love for Harry Styles. This post is going to be a little more serious than that, unfortunately. (Check back soon for a much lighter, funnier post.) Today I reflect on the last fourteen years I spent at Grace Community School- from preschool to senior year. I'm seventeen. Only three years of my life were not spent at GCS. Fourteen years is a big deal. So... Why do I hesitate to admit that? Why does it seem as if it will be so easy for me to move on? Why am I quick to think 'Goodbye- no, good RIDDANCE' ? Why does this next major step in my life- saying goodbye to GCS- seem so inconsequential? That seems incredibly harsh, but I know I am not alone. I've taken it for granted. Grac...