Back to School

Never in my life have those words made me so happy. Undoubtedly this is because today was my last first day of school. Being the last and all, I couldn't help but recall my other 'first days of school'. In elementary school it meant new crayons, markers, lunch boxes, art boxes et cetera. I still remember the smell of Northwest Academy. I was in Mrs. Browning's Class. I had a snow white back pack, a lion king lunch box, & was the last kid in my class to write their name. It's nine letters people, NINE! I loved lunch time & would always get in trouble with Ms. Gladys for eating my chocolate-vanilla swirl pudding first. It was a K-12 school back in those days, & I would be so excited when I would see my cousins in the hall. I couldn't get enough of them!

Phillip's HS Graduation

In middle school it meant cheerleading, and well... plain survival. My real spiritual growth began during this time, and while that was awesome, I wasn't very "popular" among my peers.

As I look back on this chapter of my life, I feel so blessed. I have been surrounded by loving, supportive teachers, teachers who changed my life. Of course there were the teachers that were not so encouraging and in some cases the poller opposite; however, whenever I was in those situations, despite my typical initial response of tears, it only pushed me to prove them wrong (ok, maybe not the most Godly response). I have had a wonderful college experience and a part of me is so sad that it is shortly coming to end. (More about that later).

The best part of 'Back to School' is... duh the shopping. My mom always made a big deal out of back to school shopping. Needless to say it stuck, so for my last semester of school I headed over to Target and Office Depot with my momma and got the perfect pens, folders, notebook, & planner. Mmm wonderful.

There is nothing better than new crayons.

My first day of Kindergarten.

And those crayons need the perfect art box.

My first day of school Senior year.

"Don't you love New York in the fall? It makes me wanna buy school supplies. I would send you a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils..." You've Got Mail

While College Station is in no way comparable to New York, the anticipation of a new school year is the same. It's a new beginning, a fresh start, hope of cooler weather, the beginning of football season...I could go on & on. The little girl's heart inside of has been fluttering all day. To all of you with a child's heart inside of you I send a bouquet of sharpened pencils. Here is to you and a wonderful school year.