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Thankful Thursday

WOW. This week has been a complete whirlwind. I can hardly believe it's Thursday. I moved back to Baylor last Friday and have been slowly adjusting back to college life. It is crazy how much life can change in just one week.

1. I am thankful for my family for helping me move in. It is a little bit overwhelming, unpacking all your precious belongings into a new space. You want to make everything look perfect, but you don't know what "perfect" will look like. At least, that's how I felt! My family was patient with me, helped me build furniture, and became my "interior decorators". I'm very thankful that they live close enough to help me in this transition.

2. I love almost all my classes. They just seem so interesting! I'm not going to lie, this semester is going to be difficult. But I am so excited to get started. My professors all seem wonderful, and I know that I will learn a lot!

3. My roommate is just so awesome. We are in the same small group at church, so we have similar thought and beliefs. She is one of the sweetest girls I know, and she is always striving to live as God has called her to live. I know we are going to have a wonderful year :).


  1. Your positive outlook on life even with everything the world has thrown at you is very encouraging. You are a blessing to everyone around you. Know you are being prayed for.

  2. Thank you so much! To God be the glory. I appreciate your prayers and words of encouragement!


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