I've been up in the air about whether or not to post an end-of-year review. I mean, 2017 was an interesting year, that's for sure, but I'm not so sure I can capture the enormity of the entire year... But, I'll try.
I saw a couple people post year-end-book reviews.
I have to admit, my goal of reading 100 books was greatly impacted by so many things. I only read 71 books in 2017 - and some of those weren't actual books - they were articles or long essays that I had to read for class. But, I feel like I have a decent excuse for not meeting that goal...
Of the books I did read - I have to admit my favorite was probably Lauren Graham's memoir "Talking As Fast As I Can".
I read several enjoyable novels - John Green's new book topping my favorites list (of course).
In July, well past the halfway mark to my reading goal, I started a new job. I moved to Florida and began the tedious process of transitioning into independent adult life. I'm still struggling with the transition, if I'm honest. I started working at Gulf Cove United Methodist Church and quickly found a church family I could call home. But, it hasn't been easy...
Since July, I've cried more times than I can count. I've struggle with homesickness, with missing Dad, with missing my dog...with missing Mom.
In September I evacuated the state ahead of Hurricane Irma and spent 10 days falling back into my KY routines. It made returning to Florida harder than I imagined.
In October we looked back on the first year since Mom passed away. The world is still unrecognizable without her.
In December, I met another milestone and finished my MFA at Lindenwood University. My thesis was approved and I graduated with a 4.0.
So, now looking forward just feels weird...and a little awkward.
I've been longing and hoping the new years of past would bring change and...well...I've experienced it all already. I guess when it comes to 2018 I'm hoping for stability, for a sense of home and comfortable independence. I want my soon-to-be-36-year-old-self to feel less like a child and more like the adult I should be.
Oh - and I want to finally finish my novel!
I saw a couple people post year-end-book reviews.
I have to admit, my goal of reading 100 books was greatly impacted by so many things. I only read 71 books in 2017 - and some of those weren't actual books - they were articles or long essays that I had to read for class. But, I feel like I have a decent excuse for not meeting that goal...
Of the books I did read - I have to admit my favorite was probably Lauren Graham's memoir "Talking As Fast As I Can".
I read several enjoyable novels - John Green's new book topping my favorites list (of course).
In July, well past the halfway mark to my reading goal, I started a new job. I moved to Florida and began the tedious process of transitioning into independent adult life. I'm still struggling with the transition, if I'm honest. I started working at Gulf Cove United Methodist Church and quickly found a church family I could call home. But, it hasn't been easy...
Since July, I've cried more times than I can count. I've struggle with homesickness, with missing Dad, with missing my dog...with missing Mom.
In September I evacuated the state ahead of Hurricane Irma and spent 10 days falling back into my KY routines. It made returning to Florida harder than I imagined.
In October we looked back on the first year since Mom passed away. The world is still unrecognizable without her.
In December, I met another milestone and finished my MFA at Lindenwood University. My thesis was approved and I graduated with a 4.0.
So, now looking forward just feels weird...and a little awkward.
I've been longing and hoping the new years of past would bring change and...well...I've experienced it all already. I guess when it comes to 2018 I'm hoping for stability, for a sense of home and comfortable independence. I want my soon-to-be-36-year-old-self to feel less like a child and more like the adult I should be.
Oh - and I want to finally finish my novel!