kis·met \ˈkiz-ˌmet, -mət\ - noun; often capitalized
1. fate.
"We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language.
That may be the measure of our lives." - Toni Morrison

"Growing up Southern is a privilege, really. It's more than where you're born; it's an idea and state of mind that seems imparted at birth. It's more than loving fried chicken, sweet tea, football, and country music. It’s being hospitable, devoted to front porches, magnolias, moon pies, coca-cola... and each other. We don't become Southern - we're born that way." - Unknown

26 August 2010

:: mosey on down the road ::

Two of my delightful cousins flew into town today. They're both attending school here as well. One is a returning sophomore, and the other is fresh out of high-school and just starting off. Their arrivals got me thinking. My last year of college begins in about three and a half days. Pause. When did that happen? It doesn't feel like enough time has passed for that to be true. I spent some more time thinking about these past three years, and how much I've changed from that semi-clueless freshman I used to be to who I am now. I am an English major, and pretty darn good at it too. I am a modernist/post-modernist at heart. I really found my niche. And most importantly, I am happy. The happiest. Then I got to thinking some more. I'm getting married in a little less than four months. Pause. Happy dance. Reaction as though I just saw a baby kitty. I couldn't be more excited. Then I remembered that we know where we're going to live and what we're going to do after we graduate. Relief. Comfort. We're going to graduate and be real people (not students anymore) in the real world. How exciting! (and terrifying. and satisfying. and amazing. and wonderful.) Real life is calling, and I couldn't be more excited for it.


lotusgirl said...

Happy dance for you!

Karen said...

*Doing happy dance with big smile*

Mrs. Davis @ The Carolina Housewife said...

The baby kitty comment made me smile.

Yay for new beginnings!