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(09/09/14 1:28pm)
When I walked onto Grounds for the first time two years ago, I had no idea how much I would miss being around real people. I mean real people: mothers and fathers, babies and grandparents, little sisters and big brothers. I immediately missed coming home to my family every night. I missed hearing laughter from neighborhood kids at the bus stop. I missed hugs from my mom on really crappy days and jokes my dad would crack when I would vent about my stressful week. I missed the daily responsibilities of being a daughter, a sister, a neighbor and a niece.
(08/26/14 2:19pm)
I grew up going to an all-girls, six-week summer camp nestled in the mountains of Virginia. Year after year, my friends would pester me, questioning why in the world I would want to spend my entire summer away from home without a phone, a computer or — gasp — boys. Every summer, I would go back for reasons I couldn’t fully explain.
(04/15/14 3:31pm)
I’m standing at the bus stop, scrolling through Instagram for the 10,000th time, waiting very impatiently for the Inner Loop. Two minutes later, after checking my email, texting my mom and debating whether there’s anyone I need to call, I realize there is a girl standing right next to me. I remember the resolution I made a few weeks earlier: whenever the opportunity presents itself, put your phone away and start a conversation.
(04/01/14 3:46pm)
As I sat in Alderman this morning — scrolling through BuzzFeed and procrastinating (is that redundant?) — I came across an unpleasant surprise: a quiz titled, “Which Food Network Chef is Your Spirit Animal?” I mean, really? First of all, I am pretty sure none of the Food Network Chefs are animals, so that makes zero sense. Secondly, taking a quiz to discover your spirit animal is like asking a Magic 8 ball whether or not God is real — absolutely ridiculous.
(03/18/14 7:24pm)
This past week, I was given a truly extraordinary gift. With the help of 54 friends, a humble leader and some of the most joyful children I have ever had the pleasure of meeting, I rediscovered simplicity.
(02/25/14 3:55pm)
We grow up being told to find our fairytale, to pursue happiness, to attain perfect pleasure. But what is happiness without meaning? Psychologist Viktor Frankl once noted, “It is a characteristic of the American culture that, again and again, one is commanded and ordered to ‘be happy.’ But happiness cannot be pursued; it must ensue. One must have a reason to ‘be happy.’”