Stepping forward is easier said than done. New York was months away when I received acceptance. It sat over there, on the other side of a bright summer, only a distant thought. In less than 7 days I will move forward to take this opportunity I have dreamed of for so long. But I have never been so anxious. It is the thought of the unknown that keeps me up at night. Am I good enough? Will I succeed?
I have talked to a few friends back at Biola about their new classes and all the new faces the freshman class brought in. I feel like I need to be there with my other classmates as we finish our last year of college. But this is not the time to think of what I am missing out on, but what I am going to gain by taking this opportunity.
My summer is ending on a sweet note. I am able to share in the marriage of two wonderful people, enjoy the company of old friends, some new friends, and some out of town guests. Although I always hope that summer will continue forever, I suppose it is good that it comes to an end. It now waits on the other side of this year, and I will be meeting it again having been changed for the better.
