Thank you, Siena
Where has summer gone?
I've spent July wedding planning, moving, cleaning out the house for a garage sale, and getting my classroom ready for school again.
Oh yah, that's where summer went.
I wouldn't trade any of this for the world, but I have all kinds of emotions right now. I am currently surrounded by boxes in my bedroom at Siena, waiting for Chaz to get here so we can start moving things to my parents' house. Tonight is my last night at my home for the last two years. My parents' house is going to be my temporary residence until I get married (Nick-get excited for a roomie :) )
These last few days I've tried to soak up as much time with my roommates as possible. To say I'm going to miss living with them is an understatement. Last night Megan, Michelle, Maeg and I went to DQ for the last time as roommates. We estimated it was about our 40th trip for ice cream in two years. On the way there, in addition to doing what we do best-finding free stuff on the curb-we shared favorite house memories. Our first Christmas party, Megan's birthday party, the most recent 4th of July party (we like parties, okay?!)....and on and on. Other more quiet favorite memories of mine are late night talks, early morning hot breakfasts, training for a marathon with Megan and Michelle, impromptu dance parties, and all the million ways I grew in domesticity just by living with Michelle. :) It's a strange feeling that this chapter of my life is coming to a close. Of course I'm extremely excited for the next chapters to begin, but I realized last night that I will never have this again. This freedom of young single adulthood, a time of fun and formation. I feel like I grew up in this house. We all went through major life changes here. Graduating college, losing loved ones, break-ups, first dates, engagements, new jobs, and marriage. I learned that just about anything can be made homemade. I learned how to grow a garden and unclog a drain. I went to Italy and survived being a first year teacher in this house, thanks to the support of my roommates. To call them my roommates is now too generic-we are best friends, sisters. We killed mice, exterminated maggots, swore someone once broke-in, and thought an opossum lived in our attic. We became best friends with an unlikely person, our neighbor Murph. He has seen us through it all with a smile, a joke, and a container of homemade beef jerky. I can't imagine living here without Murph around.
To the original three ladies left-Megan, Michelle, and Maeg, thank you for being my sisters. I am so grateful to God for each of you.
Megan, thank you for modelling humility, compassion, and sacrifice every day. Thank you for always listening with a genuine heart and for showing me how to love others and strive for virtue. Thank you for making me laugh with your dance moves and awesome joke-telling skills. You are going to do amazing things in this life with your vocation.
Michelle, thank you for helping me grow as a woman. Learning from you has given me confidence in my job and at home. Most of the meals I now cook are somehow attributed to you. I'm sure Chaz will thank you. :) You model making family a priority. You are determined and spunky, but prayerful and patient. I will miss your silly noises, your stories, and thrifting with you. I can't wait to see where life takes you. I wouldn't be surprised if you were my boss someday. :)
Maeg, thank you for being so thoughtful and caring. You handle everything life throws at you with grace and humility, yet strength. I love how our perceptions of each other in high school transformed into a close friendship. I will miss our talks on the green couch. You are the best party planner! You are going to be an amazing FOCUS missionary. You connect with people on a real, but deep level. Thank you also for sharing your cabin with us-some of the best Siena bonding happened out there.
Okay, enough with the teary goodbyes. We are still best friends and all have very exciting things in the near future! As Murph said Sunday night, this is what we are supposed to do-leave the nest, spread our wings, and fly!
I've spent July wedding planning, moving, cleaning out the house for a garage sale, and getting my classroom ready for school again.
Oh yah, that's where summer went.
I wouldn't trade any of this for the world, but I have all kinds of emotions right now. I am currently surrounded by boxes in my bedroom at Siena, waiting for Chaz to get here so we can start moving things to my parents' house. Tonight is my last night at my home for the last two years. My parents' house is going to be my temporary residence until I get married (Nick-get excited for a roomie :) )
These last few days I've tried to soak up as much time with my roommates as possible. To say I'm going to miss living with them is an understatement. Last night Megan, Michelle, Maeg and I went to DQ for the last time as roommates. We estimated it was about our 40th trip for ice cream in two years. On the way there, in addition to doing what we do best-finding free stuff on the curb-we shared favorite house memories. Our first Christmas party, Megan's birthday party, the most recent 4th of July party (we like parties, okay?!)....and on and on. Other more quiet favorite memories of mine are late night talks, early morning hot breakfasts, training for a marathon with Megan and Michelle, impromptu dance parties, and all the million ways I grew in domesticity just by living with Michelle. :) It's a strange feeling that this chapter of my life is coming to a close. Of course I'm extremely excited for the next chapters to begin, but I realized last night that I will never have this again. This freedom of young single adulthood, a time of fun and formation. I feel like I grew up in this house. We all went through major life changes here. Graduating college, losing loved ones, break-ups, first dates, engagements, new jobs, and marriage. I learned that just about anything can be made homemade. I learned how to grow a garden and unclog a drain. I went to Italy and survived being a first year teacher in this house, thanks to the support of my roommates. To call them my roommates is now too generic-we are best friends, sisters. We killed mice, exterminated maggots, swore someone once broke-in, and thought an opossum lived in our attic. We became best friends with an unlikely person, our neighbor Murph. He has seen us through it all with a smile, a joke, and a container of homemade beef jerky. I can't imagine living here without Murph around.
To the original three ladies left-Megan, Michelle, and Maeg, thank you for being my sisters. I am so grateful to God for each of you.
Megan, thank you for modelling humility, compassion, and sacrifice every day. Thank you for always listening with a genuine heart and for showing me how to love others and strive for virtue. Thank you for making me laugh with your dance moves and awesome joke-telling skills. You are going to do amazing things in this life with your vocation.
Michelle, thank you for helping me grow as a woman. Learning from you has given me confidence in my job and at home. Most of the meals I now cook are somehow attributed to you. I'm sure Chaz will thank you. :) You model making family a priority. You are determined and spunky, but prayerful and patient. I will miss your silly noises, your stories, and thrifting with you. I can't wait to see where life takes you. I wouldn't be surprised if you were my boss someday. :)
Maeg, thank you for being so thoughtful and caring. You handle everything life throws at you with grace and humility, yet strength. I love how our perceptions of each other in high school transformed into a close friendship. I will miss our talks on the green couch. You are the best party planner! You are going to be an amazing FOCUS missionary. You connect with people on a real, but deep level. Thank you also for sharing your cabin with us-some of the best Siena bonding happened out there.
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