Summer

I visited Orange Beach this past weekend. Despite the storms, it was a wonderfully relaxing time that really helped me calm my inner thoughts and "re-center" myself. It's always bitter sweet when I visit Alabama. I miss it there. I miss the memories of growing up in a small town, seeing people you know in the grocery store, going to the local baseball park, a week in the summer spent at the beach with all of my family, going to our close-knit church of 80 people, spending time with my best friend. Times have changed. Yet, I have experienced so many new things that I wouldn't have had the opportunity to experience, I've seen new places, met new people, and learned to adapt to change. Whether you stay in the same place or move away, life changes.

Now I'm back in Kennesaw. The skies aren't quite as blue or the sun nearly as intense, but it is home for now, and its good to be home. The summer semester is drawing to a close (two weeks left!), and many tests, papers, and projects are caving in on me from all sides. I have to move out of my apartment by the 30th, so life is getting a little crazy. But a peace, like when I listen to the sound of the waves, remains. I am content.