How does one return to writing after being incapable for the past year?
Where does something end, and another begin?
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Welcome to Inks, Impressions, and Ivory, the place where I share my thoughts of the world through my eyes. I don't know you, and even if I do, I don't know you at this moment as you read these words. I may go the rest of my life not knowing you read this, or you might have gone your whole life with never knowing I wrote this. Either way, it is of little consequence. But rather, the importance should be spent on the moment now, as I write, and the moment then, when you read.
My moment now, is that of contemplating things past, and of things present; trying to join them in a common place for a new beginning. Why a new beginning? Well, why not? I know it is a little late for a 'New Year's' theme, but I still seem to be in that mind set. Not of New Year's resolutions, but just pure excitement for a new year and what it will hold. I have just begun college studies, my eighteenth birthday is soon arriving, my God is ever teaching me, and my ideas, thoughts, visions, hopes and opinions are slowly forging from a little girl's mind into those of a young adult.
I have started on my college adventure with CollegePlus, a distance, accelerated learning program that helps students gain their accredited bachelors degree without debt, gives them the freedom to work at their own pace, thus allowing students to pursue other interests, and giving them coaching and guidance to prepare them for the next steps of life.
Saying this, the gap between homeschooler and college student was just short of definable. I didn't have the stress of being accepted into a university or institution. I didn't hang the acceptance letter on the fridge. I didn't spend the summer shopping for new cute things for a dorm room. I never had an orientation, or peppy thing to do with a student body. I didn't have the moment of saying goodbye to my family on the day of move-in. And I didn't have to worry about finding the right buildings on time on the first day of classes. Nope.
So now, as I sit here, typing, eating a ham sandwich in a quiet kitchen, I embrace this moment. I have chosen to make this my defining moment.
Krista, welcome to the college years.
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Just keeping writing in this moment, and not worry about their moment.
Realize it's time for a new beginning.
Right here.
