50 days of Point Loma Nazarene University. 50 days of being back at my home away from home. 50 days of being surrounded by good friends. 50 days of school and studying. 50 days of mediocre cafeteria food. 50 days of laughter filled conversations. 50 days of waking up far too early for a person who sleeps far too late. 50 days of taking advantage of new opportunities. 50 days of experiencing new things. 50 days of growing closer to God. 50 days of learning. 50 days of wishing I hadn’t cut my hair off. 50 days of saying hellos while walking down caf lane. 50 days of writing on this lovely blog. 50 days of meeting new people. 50 days of incredible sunsets.
Time has passed by so quickly. It felt like just a few weeks ago that I was watching fireworks to mark the new year, and now here it is in March. Each day seems like such a small piece in the puzzle of a year. Most days I’m still in disbelief of what I’ve been able to accomplish in the past year. I’ve spent a semester in Europe, am currently completing a semester in San Diego, and this summer I’ll be going to Africa. In the span of a year I’ll have had travelled to 3 out of the 7 continents of the world. While there are chunks of my year that I’ll look back on and be proud of, I want to be proud of the days too. I want to be proud of March 3rd, the day I sent out the most emails of my life. I want every day to be just as extraordinary as a weekend in London, because every day has that kind of potential. Every day has the possibility of being a life changer, a memory maker, or a day unlike any other. In this way, days are like sunsets. Each day new, beautiful, and nothing like the one before it.