Officially a Senior

My junior year is over and I am officially a senior. I can honestly say that this was the most difficult year of school for me yet. As I was overwhelmed with difficult classes and stressful days, my family also suffered the greatest loss we've ever known: my Grandmother, the one that held us all together. Days this year were spiritually and emotionally exhausting. It would be so wrong for me to say that my junior year was awful, horrible, or anything of that nature. It wasn't always pretty or perfect. And it sure wasn't always rainbows and butterflies. But it was real, and it was worth it. And I can say without a doubt, my junior year made me stronger.

My classes were tough, each involving a lot of time and constant effort. Maybe I can't tell you exactly how to say a sentence in Spanish, maybe I can't solve a math equation perfectly, and maybe I can't tell you exactly what I learned in my US History or Physical Science class....here's what I can tell you: I'm stronger because I pushed through when all I wanted to do was give up. I kept going. I may have failed a test every now and then, but I don't considerate it failing because I tried.

This year was difficult, and at times I felt down and discouraged. Other times I was thrilled and excited. It's been a roller coaster ride. A ride that I'm happy and sad to see end all at the same time. I'm more than grateful for all the opportunities God afforded me my junior year.....from falling in love with 24 2nd graders to making memories with friends I'll never forget. I'm grateful. Grateful for a school I'll be sad to leave this time next year....and grateful for all that God has in store for my future.