I wrote a while back about magic summers and how I thought this summer was one. And I was right. Between the nights spent with friends and my excitement for things to come, this summer was happy and silly and all-around perfect. And I never saw it coming.
I had one hell of a junior year. And then I came home and instantly busied myself. I swore this summer would be one where I just worked nonstop, hardly saw my friends, and would be extremely left out. But that wasn't the case. At all.
The friends that were home made the summer amazing. Every time we were together we were appreciative of each other's company and just had an amazing time. Maybe these people were my escape from stressful days at work and confusion about my future. My friends at home are my family. I grew up with them and I will always love them. They were there for me to make me laugh every time we were together and have deep and meaningful conversations when we were feeling contemplative.
I learned a ton about myself this summer and I think I matured. I'm nervous to be a senior, nervous to be a real person, but I'm also excited. I'm so happy we had this summer, especially knowing that after this year we will all be going our separate ways. I love them all and I'm so lucky to have had this time with them.
Image courtesy of my great friend Erin
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