I feel like I have definitely grown up a lot, particularly in the last year. Been living on my own and going to "big girl school" (my code for a 4-year university). Gosh, so much has changed. Its hard even imagining trying to explain it to someone.
For the most part, I am happy. I will be graduating with my bachelor's degree (FINALLY) in May. I'm working my dream job (teaching sexual health stuff). I am still dissecting cadavers and am doing so with more responsibility. I am also happily engaged to the love of my life of 6 years, although sadly, we once again are living apart from one another. Luckily, its about a 2 hour drive, but it is still hard. Wedding planning isn't easy on your own.
I lost my Nana a couple months ago and that was really difficult. Still is difficult. She was the only grandparent I was close with. I didn't know my other grandmother, or my dad's father. My mom's dad died when I was 6. It's crazy because she was fine one day, and then really sick a few days later. Just like BAM. She's gone. I miss her every day and think of her all the time. But sometimes I feel like she is laughing at me, telling me its stupid to cry over her. I still do.
Remember how I used to be really in to doing well with school and being an overachiever? Me too. What happened to that? Oh yeah. Years of monotonous class work, thousands of dollars spent, and very little to show for it. Hard to get excited when every professor tells you that you're going to be broke for the rest of your life. Helping others, but broke.
Just thought I'd get some stuff off my chest without blowing up my Facebook newsfeed. I don't know why I feel the need to write my thoughts and put them out there, but that's just how I am and I have to accept it. I am an open book and always have been. There's good in that too.
