I couldn’t wait to walk across that stage and finally been done with high school. Now, I would do anything to go back and treasure every second. High school brought me some of my favorite memories, with my best friends. While I loved the time I spent there I was ready to venture into the world outside of my hometown.
After graduation, its tradition that all the graduated seniors go to myrtle beach for “beachweek.” Beachweek, UVA orientation, a summer job, family vacations, and spending every second with friends made the summer fly by.
Saying goodbye was hard but I was so excited I could barely process the change. A couple weeks in I began to struggle and feel out of place. I missed my boyfriend, family, and friends. Going home became a weekend occurrence. I began to hate being here. Talk of transferring and filling out applications flooded my mind constantly. Negativity and hatred flooded my body. I made spreadsheets, lists, and compiled all the reasons for my antagonistic view on my school. I lost my faith in God.
The truth is that God put me here for a reason. I was waitlisted at all of my other options making UVA the clear choice for me. While I was doubtful my dad reassured me by saying “Brooke I don’t know what He is planning, but there is something great in store for you at UVA.” So I listened.
I started my second semester as a fresh start. Trying to remain hopeful in God’s plan. While it may be that God is planning for me to transfer, I can’t help but feel that there is something special in store for me here. So for now I live every day in firm belief that I am living in God’s plan.
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