I just realized that my very first blog post was exactly one year and one day ago, today. Last January 11, I flew to Spain and began the enormous adventure of living in a foreign, Spanish-speaking country. I still love returning to my (now weather-beaten) journal from that trip and to my blog posts, through which I re-live the memories.
One year ago my hair was boy-short, my friendships were different, and graduation was still a distant prospect. Now graduation from my beloved Notre Dame looms near, I've made new friends and undergone changes to old friendships. Oh, and my hair has improved a lot, in my opinion.
In Toledo and New York, this year taught me to embrace my unquenchable love of adventure. As I continue my increasingly panicked job search (keep my vocation in your prayers!), I cannot predict where I will be next January - but I can promise myself to maintain my essential zest for life, for all its promise... and the continued search for the beautiful.
To myself a year ago and a year from now, Buen Viaje!
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