30th December 2011
Post
January:
- Strange beginnings of my inexplicable anxiety attacks
February:
- Louisville with church, including the most epic road trip conversation to ever road trip with two of my best friends and my boyfriend before the Lord changed his heart and before we were any more than familiar acquaintances.
- Continued anxiety attacks, many lies from the Enemy about my purpose.
- But! out of those weird things came a lot of confession and reconciliation between me and my two best girl friends, so, Romans 8:28, yo.
March:
- California with the girls for Spring Break.
April:
- Realize my best friends are going to graduate in a month. Start to withdraw out of sadness.
- Withdrawal breeds Parks obsession, yay?
May:
- Friends graduate
- Chapter Camp with the InterVarsity crew
June:
- Move into the nicest townhouse I will ever live in with Yessica.
- Start my best internship to date.
- Cry for a full 45 minutes in the quad at Georgetown about my senior friends graduating.
July:
- Use my extra time during the summer to get super involved at CHBC. Remember the Lord is always faithful, even through grieving the end of Junior year.
- Watch a billion+ movies with Jessica.
- Go to NYC to visit Allison!
- Brief reunion with girl friends.
August:
- Watch every episode of Law & Order: SVU ever on Netflix. Hate self.
- Get offered to stay on at my internship for the Fall.
- Go back to Georgetown, starting Senior year with the intention of making it Senior semester.
September:
- Make unexpected friends…unexpected best friends with one, CRM.
- Start contemplating my decision to graduate early.
October:
- Go on retreat with a group of conservative Catholics. Think for five minutes I could become Catholic.
- Start having feelings for best friend, whom I could not date due to aforementioned possible Catholicism.
- Go on retreat with a bunch of evangelicals. Do not blame best friend for contemplating Catholicism.
November:
- Go to Princeton for a purity conference. Another car ride conversation with almost the same group of people changes a lot of things.
- Go to Notre Dame with CRM. Have the “define the relationship.” Like each other. Can’t date. Am miserable.
- CRM decides to join CHBC! And to date me!
December:
- HAPPY FUN TIMES FOREVER AND EVER.
- And maybe some boredom.
- And turning 22.
I lost steam at the end of this and it’s too boyfriend-centric. I apologize. But this sort of captures it? Nothing can really capture this year. It was definitely the best I’ve ever had, even if it started off a bit strangely. The Lord is kind to me. Grace upon grace.