Change is....?

Good, bad, confusing, healthy, difficult? For me, change is reflective. "Wait, what are you saying?", you ask me. What I mean is that it seems as though I reflect the most on life in general whenever I change locations. I went home to G.I. this weekend just for a day and a half or so, since I had a small break from working with HETRA in Omaha. I really do love coming home; it is always very refreshing. I find that I appreciate it so much the first day or so that I am back. Just spending time hanging around the house, talking to the parents, eating delicious food, sleeping in my wonderful, dark, cool basement room, playing with my brother's laborador puppy, spending the evening with friends.



Yes, home in G.I is absolutely wonderful.








But equally wonderful is home at Rockhurst. With such a small campus and student population, Rockhurst really does feel like my home. I'm not even sure where to consider my primary home. Summer has flown by so fast, and just a few days ago I was really sad to see it be over so soon. But, suddenly, I am absolutely itching to go back to Rockhurst. Suddenly, it can't come soon enough. I miss my friends and the atmosphere in general so much. Though I am pracitcally in denial that I only have one more year left of undergraduate school, I am also SO EXCITED to make the most out of senior year. Just to cherish every moment I can with friends, with tennis, with this stage of my life in general.

Funny how change affects me. Throughout my past 3 college years, I feel as though i have been constantly changing back and forth between my two worlds: Home in G.I. and home at Rockhurst. Since I branched out and went to a univesity where I knew no one else from my hometown (and pretty much no one in general), my two worlds really are completely separate. For many students who go to college nearby, their worlds overlap. I think that this experience of having two separate worlds really has helped me grow as a person. I can't fully explain it, but, I think it has something to do with all this reflecting I end up doing. Each and every time I change locations for new semester or a break from classes it seems as though I reflect, appreciate, and cherish the little things. So I guess, change IS good. At least this type of change is good for me. :)