When someone dies, it makes you reflect on their life, their accomplishments, the way they impacted you.

When someone young dies, it makes you feel sick to your stomach. You think about the moments they’ve lost, the time you still have.

The Point Park community lost one of our own recently. It’s tragic, it’s unfair, it doesn’t make sense.

No good comes from an untimely passing, but there are lessons if you look within and think about what you want from your life.

Life is shorter than we realize and there’s no good reason to waste your time doing things you don’t enjoy.

I’m not saying you should stop attending your science class because you don’t enjoy it, I’m talking about the big things. We’re young, we have the whole world at our fingertips.

If you don’t want to be an engineering major, don’t be. If you’ve always wanted to move to New York, go. If you hate going to church with your family, stop. Life is too short for self-inflicted suffering.

This semester, I put a lot on my plate, almost too much. I didn’t follow all that advice I just gave you. I made myself miserable. That misery, coupled with recent events, has inspired me to make some changes in my life.

So, this is it, my last piece as co-opinions editor of this fine publication.

When I was first given this position, Donald Trump had just been elected president and I was slated to work as co-editor alongside a staunch conservative. I was taking the reins from a set of fabulous ladies who had been creating fantastic content in the section for years, literally years.

Nervous is probably the best word to describe how I felt. I had high hopes of writing articles covering every reckless decision Trump made and having fiery debates with anyone who dared disagree with my beliefs. Some of that came to fruition, some of it didn’t, but this experience was truly one I will never forget.

Being a part of this newsroom allowed me to see just how passionate my generation is. I truly believe that every day we are working toward the future we deserve.

Seeing my peers become activists on and off paper was both reassuring and beautiful. People who had never written before were flocking to our pitch meetings with topics they were bursting at the seems to cover.

It was awesome. This paper has always and will always welcome any opinion. That’s one of the reasons I love this section so much, everyone is welcome.

But I’m choosing to move on. I’ve been with The Globe in some capacity for five semesters and it’s time to try something new. College has a lot to offer and I can’t grow if I’m too comfortable where I am.

But before I go, thank you to Jordan Slobodinsky for being my co-editor at the start of this journey, watching you grow as a writer was truly awesome. Keep it up.

Thank you to Lauren Ortego for taking this role on in your last semester of college. You picked up my slack this semester in unbelievable ways. You’re going to do incredible things.

To my three editors: Josh Croup for knowing I was capable of taking on this role, Alex Popichak for being a friend and not letting me cut corners when I wanted to so badly and Emily for bringing a spirit and imagination unlike anything else to this behemoth of a paper. Thank you all for being so different.

Throughout its ups and downs, this was one of the best jobs I’ve ever had.
In the future I’ll work on taking my own advice. Life is short — do what you love, try new things, and move on when it’s time.