On the first day of my Introduction to Student Affairs course, the beginning of graduate school, I had this epic sense of butterflies fluttering in my stomach – or as Anna perfectly describes in Frozen, “somewhere in between elated and gassy.” I wanted to work with students and change lives, but had little idea of what the profession was truly. I knew people “worked” in the field and many said I would be a good fit. But, what did that really mean? Throughout the first week, I discovered that I was not alone. Everyone in my cohort had a story of their journey. Most of us found our way to the field by some cosmic twist of fate.