Victoria Grace Joy Fox

Proudest Moment: Taking my first step into the dance class. In the moment, I had no idea how meaningful that day would become. But now, I see that it changed everything.

As I try to talk about my UW experience to others, to tell them the lessons I have learned and to explain to them what these four years have meant to me, I find that my UW story is simply indescribable. Attending university has broken every expectation I had upon enrollment, and I have learned to enjoy the absolute wonder that is the path of a university student. I have learned lessons that move beyond the classroom, engaged in activities I had never thought I would be brave enough to try, and created bonds with friends and faculty that feel as if they will last lifetimes.

My UW story is not defined by my achievements, my academics, or future career opportunities that await me. My UW story is not defined by my social status, my youth, my skills or even my degree. My UW story is not defined by my successes, my individuality, my leadership positions, or my GPA.

My UW story is defined not by any individual experience, but by all of those experiences above and so many more I could not possibly name. These experiences made me into more I could have ever dreamed. I was lifted up, broken down, and rebuilt again. I was pushed and pulled in many directions, lost and found more times than I can count, and put under such intense pressure that I was practically spitting gems at the end. I would almost say I am surprised I made it through to today, my last few weeks as an undergraduate, but by now I have learned that the UW will never cease to surprise me.

Looking back at the path I have walked these past four years, I am incredibly proud and honored to say that my UW experience was simply... indescribable.