The past few weeks, WCU’s campus has been full of students visiting for orientation. Part of my job at the Writing and Learning Commons is to go to the information fairs and tell incoming freshmen about tutoring services at Western. The looks on these kids’ faces are part excitement and part fear.
I can remember my orientations (yes it’s plural, those of you who know me well know that I transferred schools a lot) and each time I had a sense of starting a new adventure. This has made me think a lot the past few weeks about the different adventures we start throughout each phase of our lives.
College and becoming independent is such an exciting chapter to experience, graduation is a thrill, new jobs, marriage, kids, traveling to new places, the list goes on and on.
This year is one for the books. I have two close friends who are both about to have their sweet, precious babies in the next few weeks. Two other friends are in the middle of selling their house and moving back to their hometown. I’ve already been to two weddings this year, I have two more to attend in October, and then mine in November. And with my wedding comes engagement parties, wedding showers, pre-wedding bashes thrown by the best Matron of Honor, and a trip to Hawaii. So many new adventures to experience!
In my last post, I talked about my crisis of career-identity. I wanted to follow-up on that by saying – it doesn’t matter what I do as my career. Since getting engaged last October and planning a wedding with Kevin, I’ve come to learn that, besides our deep faith and love for God, our love for each other is the most fulfilling thing I’ve ever experienced, above jobs and travel and publishing books. Marriage is such a blessing, and having someone to share this life with… well, I can’t even put that feeling into words. Everything else – career, kids, vacations – is just the cherry on top.