What the Seasons Taught Me About Starting Over in College
One day, I heard the sound of waves crashing against the shore. The next day, I heard the horn and rattle of a train running…
One day, I heard the sound of waves crashing against the shore. The next day, I heard the horn and rattle of a train running…
September is a time of endings and beginnings. It’s when I can almost taste the smell of a rain-slicked street in a town long ago…
“Transition is an opportunity for growth.” When I read this sentence as part of an assignment during my first year of formation to become a…