As I sit here drinking the last of my coffee, I am incredibly thankful. Today I was blessed to spend time with some of my closest loved ones, even if they drive me up the wall.
Shortly after waking up, I got to drive to the grocery store and Lowe’s with my dad. As a treat for being home, he even swung by Krispy Kreme and we each got a donut for a snack (something I can’t do when I’m on campus without my car).
When I got home, I was finally able to put up our Christmas tree, and the poor thing is terribly ugly. It’s covered in mismatched ornaments, and there are too many UGA ornaments for my taste, but I have an LSU one so I can’t complain.
Tonight, and what I consider the best part of the day, my family and my aunt and uncle all gathered at my grandparents’ house for pizza, hot chocolate, and Christmas movies. It’s a tradition that I’m glad I could come back for.
Sometimes they drive me crazy, but I don’t know what I would do without them.
Since I got my grades for my first semester of college just a few short days ago, I’ve been struggling. My GPA is intact. I didn’t fail anything. I just fell short of my expectations for myself.
See, when I decided to move 400 miles away from my hometown, I promised I wouldn’t get swept up in anything or let my grades drop. The typical freshmen promise. It didn’t work out quite like I planned. Between football games, new friends, finding a beautiful new church, and the insane amount of freedom I had all of a sudden, I forgot why I was actually there. I got a little lost.
This upcoming semester will be better. As one of my favorite high school teachers told me, this past semester was the semester where I established myself and figured it all out. Not spring semester. This semester, I’m going to stand up, I’m gonna walk tall. I won’t let this get me down, and I’ll use it as a learning experience.
I’ve been a little lost this week. Maybe it’s time I got found.