11/07/2025
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The endless days pass in a blur, and the stars shift. In these pockets of stillness, where promises of greatness hush and give way to the voices we kept shroudedโthe ones that had once haunted, achedโour nights of nostalgia like dust on forgotten spaces. Nonetheless, despite the sting of thorns on our heel, we take a step towards building shelves upon the weight of our back and the daring whispers of the past.
To become is to growโto shift, stay rooted, and live in spite of everything that had once matteredโand for years, Mrs. Leanne Marie L. Faicol, MALT, the former Head of the Student Life Office, had walked beside the youth in their own becoming. Now, as she steps away from the role she has long called home, this pause from constant motion allows her to reminisce about her impact, the meaning, and the lives she helped shape.
She was a calm force amidst everyday chaos, guiding not by command but by presence. โStillness is not that familiar to me, since I have always been in motion,โ she shared, allowing for a transition in this uncertain time of her life. โBut now, in this pause, I feel the quiet catching up to me.โ
The unfamiliarity of changeโunannounced, yet inevitable. She stated that the hardest part of this shift was not about leaving the position but about eventually parting from the daily routine of love and connections she once shared. Yet, she realized the ephemeral nature of life. โ[...] Sometimes, the most loving thing we can do is to make space for new energy to flow.โ She is not simply leaving; she is set on new beginnings. This, too, is inevitable.
When asked what part of her story remains in the halls she has walked, she reflects, โI would like to be remembered not just [as an] administrator, but as someone who genuinely journeyed with studentsโsomeone who listened,โ she continued. โSomeone who celebrated the quiet victories [...] and the becoming of each student. [...] I hope Iโm remembered as a presence that made [everyone] feel seen, capable, and connected.โ She emphasized that, although she may not be perfect, she was present.
If she had the choice to write to the version of herself who once stood at the threshold of this long journeyโeager, but uncertainโshe simply reassured, that the yearsโ most meaningful times ahead would not come from her perfectly executed programs, but from the lives she touched quietly and the lessons that were meant to be. โDonโt be afraid to feel deeply, to be vulnerable [...]. Your creativity, resilience, and heart will shape you more than any training ever will.โ
At the peak of her career, she is reminded of the effort she spent perfecting. โTrust the process; you are not here to just perform, you are also here to accompanyโand that is enough,โ she added.
As the time comes to lay the title down, she believes the ebb and flow of becoming never ends but simply transforms. โI continue by choosing curiosity,โ she shared. โMy journey with students taught me that becoming never stops, and so, even now, I choose to keep learningโto stay open, and to believe that there are still parts of myself [that] are waiting to be discovered.โ
Behind the silence of accolades and applause, when doors finally close, what remains are the echoesโof the laughter down the hallways, the things we left unsaid, and the hands that were held in moments of doubt. Mrs. Leanne Faicol leaves not just a position, but a trace of herself in ever student who dared to grow. โThis pause is a gift, a time to honor what was, and to gently ask what might be next,โ she said. Because becoming is to continue livingโloving, and learning in ways we may not have words for, just yet.
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