Her Soul is Infused in the Walls

For me, Sister Carol’s retirement is a time for both celebration and reflection. She leads CHC with an open heart, an uncanny vision, a conscious truth and a beauty that is her profound calling of mission and acceptance of God’s grace.

But most importantly, she leads with love.

As I consider her presidency of the past 30 years, the concrete accomplishments are undeniable and will forever live within the grip of her legacy. She embodies grace under pressure. Her foresight encompasses a strength and brilliance that few ever have the prerogative and honor to call their own. Her soul is infused in the walls. Perhaps all of this is best encapsulated in paraphrasing one of her most favorite poems:

“Come to the edge,” she said.
“We can’t, we’re afraid!” they responded.
“Come to the edge,” she said.
“We can’t, we will fall!” they responded.
“Come to the edge,” she said.
And so they came.
And she pushed them.
And they flew.

It is my privilege as an alum and a friend to continuously live through the Chestnut Hill College chapters of her exciting and extremely well-written, page-turning book.