Each day there is a lesson to be learned, some smaller than others. In high school, it took me 4 years before I really saw change within myself, but college is so much different. From the beginning of freshman year to the end, I saw a dramatic change within the person I thought I was versus the person I became. It makes sense how a year away from family and the friends you grew up with could change you, but I never thought as my college years went on that I would continue to see growth within myself. I was wrong.
A letter to my sophomore year. I will never forget you.
Dear sophomore year,
Where do I even begin? I remember first semester like it was yesterday. I remember after a month being home for the summer just itching to be back.You're a place I can't get enough of. I remember the ray of happiness I felt being back with all my friends and moving in with some of the greatest people. Now, it's all over. Thank you sophomore year for reassuring me that I love where I go to school and the people I am constantly surrounded by. Thank you for giving me a home a way from home, one that I feel empty when I am apart from. Thank you for the endless amounts of laughter and joy after Saturday night football games, basketball, baseball games and tailgates. Thank you for the knowledge that I gained both inside and outside the classroom. I will never forget the early morning classes I got stuck with, but I am so glad they happened. Thank you for long nights at Willy T that made me question my insanity. I am now well assured that procrastinating isn't always the best option. Thank you for the days that turned into long nights because here is a place I never want to spend my time sleeping. I will miss everything about sophomore year because of all the memories it gave me. At times it tested me, but I always came out a stronger person. I will miss Spring Break and spontaneous trips throughout the year. I will miss cheering the Cats on to victory in the Elite 8 and the rush to State Street following after even if we didn’t make it to the Final Four. I will miss Keeneland and betting on horses, even if it meant losing money.
I will miss all of it, but I will forever cherish it. Thank you for everything sophomore year! You truly were a blessing!
