December 17 Word or phrase. A word that encapsulates your year. "2009 was _____."
eye-opening.
I don't even know where to begin. It was a huge roller coaster ride of emotions. Learning to juggle ASA and 17 credits, adapting to a post-graduation relationship outside of Baylor , handling a relationship when both parties were busy, my internship experience, and thoughts about the rest of my life were the high points.
I learned and realized quite a lot of things in the span of one year.
After spending a whole spring semester and half of fall semester in depression (way to ring in the New Year) about how to deal with making a long-distance relationship work, I finally got my act together. I wanted the best of everything. A perfect, exciting relationship. Perfect grades. Perfect this. Perfect that. I should have realized that I'm only human.
Interning was also only a small part in everything. At the time, I thought it was what I wanted to do but eventually, I rediscovered my passion for teaching.
The most important thing I realized was how to be more independent within a relationship. As weird as it sounds, I started learning more about beauty products, especially makeup as an escape/hobby. It was when I started dabbing into makeup more heavily that I discovered it as a whole new artistic medium and rediscovered my passion for art. Somewhere along the line, that's when I rediscovered my passion for teaching others but also that I am open to learning new things.
In a weird ethereal sort of way, everything I learned was interconnected.
My internship experience led me to believe it was what I wanted to do with my life. I felt like it was the only direction I had going for me. I was very unhappy and turned to Jason for help. But that didn't help as much as I had wanted to. It was only delaying the inevitable: figuring my life out. I started becoming more independent and proactive at dealing with someone not always there. I dabbled into makeup and it made me stop and think of everything I was genuinely passionate about. I don't want to be that person that hates their job like many parents, mine included.
In the end, everything fell in place.
It took me until December to realize that I only get one life and I should spend it doing something I have always secretly loved. Teaching. Yeah. That sounds about right.