In some ways, I'm going to miss this little dorm. It's been my safe haven for almost eight months, and I can't believe I'll be moving out in just a few short weeks. Not only have I slept, eaten, and studied here, I've cried, laughed, and grown up in many ways in this teensy tiny space. At this desk, I've written ten page papers, I've stressed about class schedules, and I've poured out my heart to the Lord when I needed Him most. I came in here excitedly after Bid Day, and I've spent many hours here getting ready. And next door, I've had the privilege of getting to know the two most beautiful girls, who I can now call genuine and lifelong friends.
Dorm life might not be the most pleasant thing in the world, and I'll be the first to admit that I'm guilty of complaining about it. But when the suitcases come out at the beginning of May, it's going to be hard to part. This is the place where I've spent my first year away from home. Reading my past blog posts from last summer make me laugh a little bit. I was so nervous, and so anxious, for a brand new start here. I wondered what life would be like, living in a dorm, with a roommate I didn't know all that well. If only I could go back and reassure myself and calm some of those worries. Funny the way it is.
As to next year, I'm living in the sorority house. My housing plans have changed about three times from last November, but everything now is settled and the lease is signed. I'm thrilled to be living there. Ever since I visited my mom's Chi O house at ECU, I knew that I wanted to live in a place like that. And now that it's finally happening, I couldn't be happier. I'm sure there will definitely be rocky points in living in a house with thirty some girls, but I feel blessed for this opportunity. I've been asking the Lord to give me patience for quite a while. I think I will definitely have to learn to possess that trait next year and that will definitely be a good thing for me.
It's a little overwhelming thinking about how much can change in the next three years. So much has changed for me in just one. My little room will always represent my freshman year, my first year as a Carolina student, with all its up and downs and tears and cherished moments. And I'm so excited to uncover what my next three rooms will represent.