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Sophomore Bliss

I have been a failure of a blogger recently. I apologize! It's hard to get into a new rhythm of life after being in a different swing for many months.

Speaking of changes, sophomore year is going to be a big change for me. I am no longer a helpless freshman, new to every single experience that comes my way. I no longer need to leave 45 minutes before my class starts just in case I get lost along the way. I am not second guessing my major or even trying to choose one from among many. I am no longer questioning my ability to be independent and manage CF. It's a liberating feeling to know I navigated freshman year successfully!

But, like I said, this year is also full of changes. This is my first time learning phonetics and the entirely new "alphabet" that goes along with it, which I will use my entire working life. This is my first time living in an apartment with a kitchen, allowing me to cook my own meals. This is the first time I am in a God-given leadership position in college. This is the first time I get to meet some wonderful people who I am excited to get to know further. And even though I stayed healthy last year, I am still constantly learning how to manage my health with my schedule.

There's no doubt I'm excited to see what this year has in store. I am trusting God and following Him as best as I can, so I know this year will be amazing!


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