The end.. or the beginning?

The good news: The internship is over and I survived.
The bad news: The internship is over.

In truth, the end of the internship really is good news, the better part is that not only did I survive but I made it through and I conquered things that normally would have knocked me down. And though there were times where things took me off guard and I felt like I had been knocked down, I always got back up again and it was always because one of my brothers or sisters was there to help me up. I love them so much. This was a bittersweet chapter of my life. So much happened and maybe only 2% did I expect. At times dealing with everything hurts, but it hurts so good. I'm a huge fan of the internship. By dealing with things and different issues, whether I was aware of them or not, I was able to learn to walk in way more freedom in so many areas. The only reason I say that the end of the internship being over is bad news is because I'm a little sad to see this chapter of my life end, I loved it so much. Sometimes it's hard to see things while you're in the situation, but once I stepped back from the term I realized how much I really did enjoy the internship.



I'm pretty confident that without all of us being there for each other as much as we were, a number of us would have just quit. We need each other, and I'll take the intern program as a perfect example. But the thing is, we don't just need each other during times like the internship, but we need each other for life. We can't live this life on our own and I'm so thankful that people stepped up to the plate and put themselves out there and learned to be a family.

So....

Special thanks to: (in no particular order)



Christine Schiedel: for being the best big sister anyone could have. Thanks for always supporting me and loving me, for listening to me and always making me smile. For being open and honest, even when I'm completely ridiculous.

Danielle Wallander: for setting good examples for me. For being a great roommate. Seriously.




Erin Plester: for reassuring me that I'm not completely crazy. For being a good friend and knowing my secrets.. and keeping them! For letting me rant in the cave and knowing that I just need to be over-dramatic for a an hour or two and then relaxing and seeing things for what they are.


Anthony Acevedo: for always being there. For sincerely caring and being one of the best friends a girl could have. For looking out for me and making me smile. For all the things I've thanked you for and all the things I've wanted to, but just couldn't figure out how to explain. For being willing to teach me things, even if I'm still working on them.



Josh Hoffert: for pushing all of my redhead buttons and challenging me in ways that I need to be challenged. For making me think about things and not just accept big things as being small. For making me "get over it."

Justin Menzies: for keeping things real.. all the time. For never being fake and for loving me like a little sister. For being a big brother when I need one and for telling me like it is.




I'm home for the break and it feels so good to be home, to relax and rest and be filled up again. A few weeks ago I was thinking about how hard it was going to be to come back for the last trimester, the leadership training phase, but now I'm starting to think it won't be so bad and that if I've made it this far I can keep going.

I love all y'all.