Orange you glad it’s October????
I surely am!
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| 8.25.14 First Day of School Selfie |
In August, I moved to Louisville and celebrated the 20th
anniversary of “My First Day of School.” It was a great day. August 25, 2014.
While twenty years of school seems like SO much, it’s actually not that bad.
I’m 24 years old, I’m doing what I love, and I’m sharpening the tools I need to
build a life I’ll continue to love, so it’s all good.
That was the happy part of August.
The not so happy part about August was living alone in a new
place.
Moving can be such an exciting part of life, but it can also
be super lonely at times. Unlike my
previous moves (undergrad studies (MS), summer research programs (MN, MS, RI) and
graduate school (AL)) I was not surrounded by familiar faces, and I could not
hop in my car to see a friend for the weekend. So, I feel like this is my first
REAL move. Learning a new place, meeting new folks, and finding a new rhythm is
no easy task, but I’ve met some cool folks in my program that make me feel
welcomed and happy. I am grateful for that.
August definitely ended with a bang. My brothers and our
honeys took a Labor Day road trip to Destin. I still can’t believe that I rode
in a minivan for 12+ hours, but we had a blast.
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| 8.30.14 Road Trippin' Mini Van Selfie |
Funny story: I had to travel across the country to fail my
first test. So, there’s a Florida law that requires you to pass a test to
operate water vehicles. I failed the test three times...and there was a study
guide. It was only 25 questions, but I’m pretty sure that I was drained from
the heat. Anyway, I should have taken that as a warning because this happened!
I'm sure I've never been that afraid for my life. Even with a lifejacket. I certainly wasn’t laughing when it happened, but it was the most exciting part of the trip, in hindsight.
Here comes September.
In September, I found myself more comfortable in Louisville.
I joined a gym not too far from my house and I meet more cool people. I also
found myself crying a lot less. (Some people obviously cry a lot in graduate
school…I’m one of them!) My students were awesome, and my classes were GREAT! I
felt like I was on top of game…I was the best me I could be, all around.
Then, came Friday, September 12, 2014. My great-grandma
passed. Definitely didn’t see that coming. It was tough sorting through all
that I was feeling. It still is tough, but everyday gets better. (Read my tribute here.)
I went home that weekend to be with family, and the
following weekend for the funeral. During those visits, I thought many things.
Patience was one of the things. Understanding was another.
I have constantly prayed for my patience in difficult
situations and in my interactions with others, but the feelings I experienced
after my grandma’s passing helped me see that being patient with myself was
just as important.
So, I sat down and asked myself what I was really feeling
and dealt with each feeling calmly. This
approach felt much better than my normal routine of telling myself that I was
ok when I wasn’t as I continued my normal activities.
I needed to take a minute to be with myself and accept that
all the things that needed to get done would get done, but right now I needed
to be patient with myself.
(There’s a lot more to be said about these new strides
towards patience, but that’s enough for now.)
I’m finding more peace and patience in my own time. And
that’s been good for me.
The other thing that happened in September was I lost that
new rhythm that I described earlier in the post. I was super behind in my work,
in my lesson plans/grading, and in life.
You can’t miss two weekends of work time in graduate school,
basically.
I’m pretty sure that life made two laps around me and I was
left feeling like I would never catch up. A simple glance at my to-do list made
me want to sleep, but things were much easier to manage as September winded
down.



Awesome, glad things are shaping up nicely for you!
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