This morning, I packed up everything I own into my little blue Honda civic and away I went. Three and a half hours and one Caribou Cooler later, I was finally back in Morris, MN.
How do I feel about being back?
Well. Let’s just say I’m pretty sure I already have Senior-itis and classes haven’t even started yet. Symptoms include dread, dizziness, lack of excitement at being reunited with friends, occasional collapsing on the floor, and general apathy. It’s been a struggle keeping a positive attitude.
The thing, though, about school starting is that it makes me look back on the past few months of my life. And, DANG, I had a fantastic summer. From planting two fields of strawberry plants by hand in the rain to a week in Boston with my beloved roommate to a wonderful summer of ministry at camp… Talk about great memories!
There are no words for how dearly I miss the people in that last photo. Campsickness hit HARD last night as it finally sunk in that I won’t be going back.
The one thing keeping me going, though, is the knowledge that I’m just here for one more year. Two more semesters, and I can finally go out into the world and serve God. And, in the meantime, my goal is to impact the lives of as many people as I can during the next nine. Because, frankly, my reputation isn’t really at stake. I only have one year left.
Time to hit the books and get me a degree!