To The City That Has Shaped Me

To The City That Has Shaped Me

I will forever be indebted to you.


Vacationing at Isle of Palms every summer with my parents, I felt emotionally attached to Charleston. From countless spring break trips to IOP in high school with a group of my best girls too late nights spent walking on the beach and catching crabs, my heart was always strung to this beautiful city.

This city had such a charm, one that my heart ached for every time I departed.

Little did I know, that one day I would embark on a 4-year journey here, and would be forever changed by the trials that I faced and the people who, by the grace of God, crossed my path.

I can still remember the drive to Charleston, just two days before I started recruitment at The College Of Charleston. It was a bittersweet feeling leaving, and while I might have been terribly homesick for the first month, I began to find my niche in Charleston and started to bloom into the person that I was always meant to be.

So, this one is for you, Charleston.

I did not think of myself as an extrovert during high school, but can proudly say that now, I am comfortable enough in my own skin to be able to strike up a conversation with anyone, anywhere. I have my sense of self, and I owe a lot of this progress to you.

While I had a strong set of friends in high school, I have realized that there is a striking difference between friendship and community. Going through recruitment and after long nights of praying for a Godly community, I have found that. My girls are the first people I go to when I'm feeling down or want to feel celebrated. I have found friends that aren't afraid to stop the hustle and bustle of our daily lives, and simply sit down and pray over me. This, I owe to you, Charleston.

I have had so many professional opportunities, all of which would have never surfaced without the professional climate of Charleston. 2 internships, and 1 job have all been granted to me, and without those things, whether successful or not, have proved themselves purposeful in my journey. I now have a much more clear vision of what I would love for my life to look like after graduation, and will be forever thankful to Charleston for planting those visions in my veins.

My love for life has also grown immensely because of the charming nature of Charleston and all of its beauty. Whether that be on my walk to class underneath the Spanish moss, or on a long walk to the battery with my best friend, I have learned to appreciate the raw and genuine aspects of life that make every day worth facing.

Charleston has given me more opportunities than I could have ever imagined, and my heart already aches thinking of the time when I will possibly have to depart the greatest city that I have ever known. Charleston, you forever have my heart, and I will forever be indebted to you.

Heres to the best senior year... I love ya.

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It's Time To Thank Your First Roommate

Not the horror story kind of roommate, but the one that was truly awesome.

Nostalgic feelings have recently caused me to reflect back on my freshman year of college. No other year of my life has been filled with more ups and downs, and highs and lows, than freshman year. Throughout all of the madness, one factor remained constant: my roommate. It is time to thank her for everything. These are only a few of the many reasons to do so, and this goes for roommates everywhere.

You have been through all the college "firsts" together.

If you think about it, your roommate was there through all of your first college experiences. The first day of orientation, wishing you luck on the first days of classes, the first night out, etc. That is something that can never be changed. You will always look back and think, "I remember my first day of college with ____."

You were even each other's first real college friend.

You were even each other's first real college friend.

Months before move-in day, you were already planning out what freshman year would be like. Whether you previously knew each other, met on Facebook, or arranged to meet in person before making any decisions, you made your first real college friend during that process.

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The transition from high school to college is not easy, but somehow you made it out on the other side.

It is no secret that transitioning from high school to college is difficult. No matter how excited you were to get away from home, reality hit at some point. Although some people are better at adjusting than others, at the times when you were not, your roommate was there to listen. You helped each other out, and made it through together.

Late night talks were never more real.

Remember the first week when we stayed up talking until 2:00 a.m. every night? Late night talks will never be more real than they were freshman year. There was so much to plan for, figure out, and hope for. Your roommate talked, listened, laughed, and cried right there with you until one of you stopped responding because sleep took over.

You saw each other at your absolute lowest.

It was difficult being away from home. It hurt watching relationships end and losing touch with your hometown friends. It was stressful trying to get in the swing of college level classes. Despite all of the above, your roommate saw, listened, and strengthened you.

...but you also saw each other during your highest highs.

After seeing each other during the lows, seeing each other during the highs was such a great feeling. Getting involved on campus, making new friends, and succeeding in classes are only a few of the many ways you have watched each other grow.

There was so much time to bond before the stresses of college would later take over.

Freshman year was not "easy," but looking back on it, it was more manageable than you thought at the time. College only gets busier the more the years go on, which means less free time. Freshman year you went to lunch, dinner, the gym, class, events, and everything else possible together. You had the chance to be each other's go-to before it got tough.

No matter what, you always bounced back to being inseparable.

Phases of not talking or seeing each other because of business and stress would come and go. Even though you physically grew apart, you did not grow apart as friends. When one of you was in a funk, as soon as it was over, you bounced right back. You and your freshman roommate were inseparable.

The "remember that one time, freshman year..." stories never end.

Looking back on freshman year together is one of my favorite times. There are so many stories you have made, which at the time seemed so small, that bring the biggest laughs today. You will always have those stories to share together.

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The unspoken rule that no matter how far apart you grow, you are always there for each other.

It is sad to look back and realize everything that has changed since your freshman year days. You started college with a clean slate, and all you really had was each other. Even though you went separate ways, there is an unspoken rule that you are still always there for each other.

Your old dorm room is now filled with two freshmen trying to make it through their first year. They will never know all the memories that you made in that room, and how it used to be your home. You can only hope that they will have the relationship you had together to reflect on in the years to come.

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The Power Of Journaling

Slowing down in a fast pace world.


In a world where everything is moving so fast pace, I have found comfort in taking small moments to reflect on the blurring images around me. I have always loved to journal, but recently I have found a system that works very well for me.

One habit that I have newly formed is creating a section in my journal that I like to call "Get Out of My Head." Life moves very fast and sometimes my thoughts can't keep up. This causes stress, anxiety, sadness and even the feeling of loneliness. I have created this section in my journal to be a safe place where I can just scribble down whatever is taking over my head, but there is a trick.

Like I stated previously, I have always loved to journal, but I never found ultimate comfort in it because I would go back and read what I wanted to remove from my mind. This was causing me to reexperience what I didn't want to. I highly suggest having a place in your journal that is essentially a flame for all th4e thoughts you want to rid of.

On the contrary, have a section in your journal where you love to look. I try and fill this section with happy thoughts, quotes, verses, and gratitude. This makes journaling and reading your entries something to look forward to, rather than not.

In conclusion, journaling is unique for everyone and it takes some time to figure out exactly the right way. But once you discover the safe place that journaling can be, it can change your life forever.

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