When you think of the things you need to prepare before school starts each fall the list is pretty basic: a backpack, notebooks, pens, pencils (you get the point.) But your senior year is a whole new breed. I like to think of school as a job; you wake up, you get dressed, you drive to this building, you do some work, you go home. Depending on how hard you worked during the day, you may have some things you have to take home here and there, but the majority of the stress is between the hours of 8-3, right? Well, senior year is like having that same full-time job plus a lot of new part-time work you have to take part in at the same time. Now don’t let that scare you. While they may very well be stressful, applying to colleges is ALOT of fun. You’re faced with tons of new opportunities and practically endless options and directions you can go in. If you have been feeling run down by your life, town, circumstances lately, THIS is the time to make a change. With that in mind, the CAP (college application process) is fast-paced and timely. There is no room for procrastination or wasted time.

Now I know that was a lot of information and I bet you’re wondering how the preparation we talked about in the beginning is going to tie to that whole job metaphor. I’m getting there, okay? When you enter the 12th grade, your most important school supply is going to be your short list. If you have never heard of that before, keep reading, this post is for you! If you already are happy with your short list you can keep reading, too, because there’s something in here for you as well.

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You might be asking, what is a short list? That, my friend, is what I’m here to answer for you! Your short list is just that (a short list!) of about 4-6 schools that you are serious about applying to in the fall of your senior year. Your short list should be completed and ready to go the first week in August. That being said, sometimes the perfect school creeps up on you, so it’s totally okay to edit your list as the months’ progress. That’s why it’s important to start out small, you can add or take away a school here and there without much trouble. Once you are happy with your 4-6 schools, now you must research! Set-up accounts with each school and begin your applications if possible. Be mindful of deadlines at this point. Speaking of dates and times, TIME is the most precious thing you have during your senior year! You are about to make a huge leap into adulthood and you don’t want to waste a single second of the short amount of childhood you have left! Embrace your friends! Embrace your school! Embrace living at home!! That being said: it is wasteful of your time and money to apply to schools you wouldn’t be happy attending. If you find yourself with a longer list, you have a couple of options. First, narrow down any schools you will not visit at least once (there are exceptions, of course, travel expenses, international, etc. By all means, if you want to go to a school in Spain and don’t see yourself touring, that’s okay! This whole process is relative to your needs and situation.) This tip is just here to weed out any random schools across the country you found online one day on an Internet Ad that looked cool. Second, sit down and write a paragraph about each school stating why you want to attend. If you can’t seem to muster up the motivation to write a small paragraph about a school, trash it. The place you spend the next few years should be a place you could go on and on about. If you find yourself struggling with a certain school, you probably didn’t want to go there that badly anyway! Plus, this puts you in a great mindset for applications and some schools actually ask this question in essay form so you will be at an advantage!

Now that you know all the ins and outs of the concept of a shortlist, it’s time to get down to the nitty-gritty. What kind of schools should I have on my short list? Getting to know the definitive characteristics of the universities you have in mind is a pivotal part of the narrowing-down process.

There are three categories, or types, of schools. First, the reach school. You should have 1 or 2 reach schools on your list. These are tough universities with higher average test scores and GPA ranking than you fall under. It’s important to include these schools because while they may seem like a long-shot, you may be just the kid they are looking for. You only apply to college once; you will never know until you try!

The second type of school is the attainable school. This is the biggest and most important category by far. An attainable school should be one you see your self-getting into. An attainable school’s reported averages should align with yours. It’s important to apply to 3 of this type of school because it has a higher acceptance rate than the reach.

You should apply to one safety school. This is your back up plan. Your scores should be well above the average reported by the university so you know you have a great chance of acceptance. Although nothing is guaranteed, choose a school you would be happy attending. This will be crucial during the CAP, you don’t want a safety school to know that it is your plan-B!

I hope this was helpful to you; this process can be pretty scary if you go into it blind. If you have any questions about senior year, your short list or college apps in general, feel free to email me at or message me on insta @thehomesickwanderer!


resisting retaliation

resisting retaliation

“See that no one repays another with evil for evil, but always seek after that which is good for one another and for all people.” –1 Thessalonians 5:15

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One of the hardest things in life is criticism. Whether it’s constructive or meant to tear you down, comments about the way we do things can seem personal and hostile. I am not good with criticism. Even if I ask for it, I still cringe at the thought of someone calculating my every move. It’s a part of human nature. We take these helpful hints as a shot to our pride, and we react. Feelings are inescapable. Emotions are in essence the human condition. But emotions are also internal, and most of the time we can choose to show them. Being sensitive to constructive criticism is one thing. Some people can take it like a champ, make the changes, and become better because of it. Not me. I’ll be torn up for days about it, I’ll contort my face and wring my writs with nervousness. These outward actions as a result of my inward emotions are frustrating and self-deprecating. But they’re also a me thing. It’s a personal struggle and the only person who has to deal with it is me, and I recognize that.

Reacting to a negative comment is an entirely different thing. This isn’t something my mind has made up to confuse me. This is actual judgment coming my way with malicious intent. It’s hateful. It’s destructive. I may not have done something to cause it, or maybe I did. Either way, this kind of adversity isn’t meant to lift me up, it’s meant to bring me down. Dealing with this isn’t easy. It isn’t irrational to want to respond. And it’s not inherently wrong to respond. When something like this happens to me I want nothing more than to do just that. To put them in their place, to prove them wrong (especially if what they’re saying is inaccurate or slanderous.) It’s one thing to hold a friend accountable. Accountability is tricky because we’re called to do it. James 5:16 says to encourage your brothers and sisters to grow in Christ, “Therefore, confess your sins to one another and pray for one another, that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person has great power as it is working.” Jesus “called out” (for lack of a better word) his brothers and sisters. He encouraged them to do better, to fulfill their whole purpose not only for their sake but for the betterment of the Kingdom of God.

“Two are better than one because they have a good reward for their toil. For if they fall, one will lift up his fellow. But woe to him who is alone when he falls and has not another to lift him up! Again, if two lie together, they keep warm, but how can one keep warm alone? And though a man might prevail against one who is alone, two will withstand him—a threefold cord is not quickly broken.” -Ecclesiastes 4:9-12

We aren’t meant to do life alone, but confronting someone for nothing more than social power and your own satisfaction does nothing. There’s no way to stop this from happening. We have no control over others actions, no matter how hard we try. Individuals will act out on their own will for no reason at all sometimes. The only thing we can control is ourselves and our reaction to this betrayal.

The way we react to things shows our true character. It shows our true colors in the rawest way. Retaliation is something I struggle with, and I probably will for a very long time. It’s not a one-step fix; it’s a process. Like anything in life, in order to change, we must give ourselves space to grow. It’s so frustrating at times, but I’ve found the key to happiness is ignore, ignore ignore. Meaningless hate is just that-meaningless.

Life is too short to acknowledge petty things, much less react to them. If a subtle confrontation has turned into something where it has become impossible to overlook, it’s time to speak up. This interaction is such a sensitive balance, so it is crucial to be gentle with your response. Giving them the satisfaction of a melt-down lets them win. At this point, I want to explode. I want them to feel the humiliation and agitation they made me feel. But what good does that do? They get exactly what they want and I am left even more embarrassed that I showed that I let it get to me. “The only thing more frustrating than slanderers is those foolish enough to listen to them.” ― Criss Jami, Killosophy. Letting the ridiculous thing someone said about your get to you gives it power, and in turn gives power to its creator.

So let go and let God! 

Trust in the Lord with all your heart, And lean not on your own understanding; In all your ways acknowledge Him, And He shall direct your paths.” – Proverbs 3:5-6

 “Therefore, my dear friends, as you have always obeyed—not only in my presence but now much more in my absence—continue to work out your salvation with fear and trembling”…-Phillipaims 2:12

 “Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me.  But he said to me,“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.”- 2 Corinthians 12:8-9

why i chose anderson

why i chose anderson


The college process has been exactly that for me: a process. Ever since I began to get serious about college I decided that I wanted to move as far away from home as humanly possible. Whenever someone would ask me where I wanted to go to school, my answer was always “New York.” And I meant it. Up until my junior year I was determined to go to art school in the City. I had my short list of a variety to choose from. My junior year I was determined to get into NYU. To be fair, I didn’t realize I was incredibly prone to being homesick until this summer. It’s an unholy feeling. At some points this summer I was absolutely miserable and I was in my hometown . Once school started in August and college applications were readily approaching, I knew in the back of my mind that I couldn’t move that far from home. I don’t do well with change (don’t get me wrong, I’ve been looking forward to college since the 8th grade) so I knew that baby steps would be better than the alternative.

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Needless to say, Anderson wasn’t even on my radar. A small, Christian, state school was the exact opposite of what I thought I wanted. I’ve been going to the same small, private, Christian school my entire life, so I figured I needed a change. But God’s plan for me was just the opposite. I planned to visit Anderson my junior year with a funny feeling in my stomach. I’m a firm believer in spiritual gifts and I believe mine is discernment. I can hear the Spirit loud and clear when He taps my shoulder. So I went on the visit. I fell in love.

The moment I stepped on campus, I could see myself there. It was (and is) incredibly gorgeous. The buildings were beautiful, the grounds looked like something out of a magazine. It just looked like a happy place. Once we arrived at the main entrance, I was greeted with waves of hospitality and positivity. Everyone welcomed me in with a smile and a “We’re so glad you’re here!” I must have been complimented on the jumpsuit I was wearing ten times. Of course, this is standard for any college visit, but this just felt so genuine and pure. I had never felt that way on a college tour before.

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A very happy me strolling around campus.

I’d never realized such an amazing place was so close to me. Just a short 2 1/2 drive away lies the school of my dreams. My whole goal in this whole process was just to end up in a place with like-minded people. Anderson was it for me. I always assumed a Christian college wouldn’t be for me. I didn’t want to feel any sort of restraint on my “college experience.” Little did I know, giving God the reigns set me free. When I’m there, there is such a peace and sense of contentment that can only be described as submission to God’s will for my life.  I visited with my soon-to-be roommate, Katie, over Christmas break when there weren’t even any students and I still felt the same waves of happy I did when the grounds were populated. I see myself growing not only academically, but spiritually. I am so excited for what God has in store for me in this new chapter.

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My new roomie, Katie, and I.

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On February 24, 2014, I was taken out of class into a small conference room where my dad delivered the news to my team that Meredith Legg’s body had given out. My basketball coach was twenty-six. She gave up precious years of her life to my team. She had been in hospice for over a week, so we knew.


Four years earlier, I was a tough nine-year-old who played in the dirt and never brushed her hair. I thought being “girly” would make people think less of me or see me as weak. That was before I met Meredith.

I had heard so much about her. She was Meredith Legg: the top scorer on the women’s basketball team at our local college. I looked up to her and held onto every word she said. And she was going to be my coach.


Every day, Meredith came to practice with two things: a change of clothes and a laundry list of drills for the day. She would come straight from work in a pencil skirt and a button down. Sometimes she would shoot around with us, scoring three-pointers in three-inch heels. I would watch her in amazement. Her hair was always laid neat and she had a perfect smile. Her femininity radiated everywhere she went. She was charming. During games she could convince the refs to reverse calls. She was a phenomenon: the kind of person you only see in movies.


Meredith had been diagnosed with stage 4 ocular melanoma in her left eye. She was my coach until my 6th-grade-year when she became too sick to go on. Chemotherapy caused her hair to fall out. Still, she fought on. She moved back home, but she came to visit every so often. She helped me with math and wanted to know about the boy I was seeing. You would never know she was battling terminal cancer.


Four years later I look back at the time I had with her and the things she taught me and I realize I didn’t know just how influential she would be to me. She taught me that “defense creates offense” and how to guard a player twice my size, but it was what she instilled in me off the court that meant the most. Meredith taught me you don’t have to be soft to be a woman; in fact, you have to be even tougher than people anticipate you to be. You have to expect the unexpected and roll with the punches: to be resilient.


The last time I heard her voice was the day of our championship game. Our opponents were better than we were, but we were undefeated. To me, at 12, every stake relied on this game.

Meredith was calling to offer words of encouragement and advice to my dad, who had stepped in as our team’s coach. Dad allowed me to listen in on their conversation. There I sat, in the back of his truck. Meredith was very sick, but her voice never wavered. I was listening to my coach again.


“Who do you trust most, outside of God,” she asked. Caught by surprise, my dad answered confidently, “My family.”

“That’s right. Your family.” I could practically hear her smiling over the phone, a grin I can still picture, “When you step on that court, your team becomes your family. Tell the girls that.”


We won the game, but that was not the most important thing that happened that day. The moment I will never forget was sitting in the back of my dad’s truck. Meredith taught me more than how to be a good player or even a good student. She taught me how to be a good person. She taught me that I had what it takes to be a mentor for someone else, to be somebody else’s Meredith.



leave no trace…

leave no trace…

today my geology class took a field trip to heggie’s rock conservatory in appling, georgia. it was like no place i had been to before. it was about a thirty minute hike from where we parked to the actual site. the trek up was beautiful, familiar even. it reminded me of the trail up in hitchcock woods from the dibble road entrance to the chalk cliffs.


anyway’s once we got onto the actual reserve, the landscape seemed to change. instead of the rich soil we were so used to being beneath us, the ground turned to hard granite and moss. the moss was one of the highlights, to me. it was so old and rare it was actually protected by law, under no circumstance would we step on it. it was part of the ice-age tundra landscape over 15,000 years ago. this made for more difficulty navigating the tricky terrain, but to me the moss was what made this place so special. the moss was located in these pools that were also apart of the landscape. the whole mass of mafic, igneous rock was a dome shape, so when there is rainfall, the water stays in the little craetors that had been formed by weathering, 22196087_1172066626227073_7198499442368534511_n



it was such a beautiful day for this little excursion. it was like God was saying, “hey! this is a really special place! enjoy the cool temperatures and a nice breeze every now and then.” and it was, it was so special and that was evident to everyone there. it reminded me of the concept of the hunger games arena, where the terrain was so alien to the climate but seemed to fit in perfectly, like a movie set. the large dome of rock steeped out towards the sides, really showing us the curvature, plus it was overlooking a quarry!



overall it was such a great experience and i would love to go back when it has just rained to see the pools filled, which i heard is a pretty spectacular sight.

a dried up bed with little rings of algae.
salt deposits from rain run-off.
some granite deposits; you can see the biotite, potassium pheldspar and plagiclase pheldspar.
aidan, with ross the moss. 🙂


caught this shot of morgan posing ever so elegantly.

our next stop was an old quarry mining site about 45 minutes from the mossy dome. we were on the hunt for mineral deposits contained in iodized rock formations. we found TONS of muscovite mica, which i thought was pretty cool. morgan had my phone and snapped a ton of “candids!!” as she put it. 22089403_1172074149559654_7576743496545435292_n22089358_1172074259559643_1438846064519102889_n22050340_1172074209559648_8222128265418486089_n

today was such a cool experience. it inspired me to pick up rock climbing (something i’ve been wanting to do for awhile) and gave me an excuse to write. nature is incredible, my friends. don’t take it for granted. and just a reminder: we’re not killing the earth, we’re killing ourselves. safe our species and reuse, compost, recycle, reduce your waste. leave no trace, not even footsteps.

dear (highschool) freshman me

dear (highschool) freshman me

dear fourteen-year-old me:

hey, there. how are you? i can answer that. you’re doing pretty well, yeah? going into high school, that’s exciting. it’s so nice to see you. here’s some advice before you venture out into this new chapter, okay?


  1. don’t worry too much about what you look like. you’re cute as a button, honestly. you will always think back to how carefree you were and excited about life. keep that smile on your face.
  2. the people you are surrounded by now will not be the people who will be with you forever, and it’s not a bad thing. things change, people grow. it’s just life, my dude. 1794648_10152454279752333_3504262393535637974_n
  3. you will spend a lot of time watching “rip vine” compilations on youtube. do you even have vine? (update: Vine was founded in 2012, so i’m sure you already know what it is/use it) just be prepared. savor those moments. soon it will all come to an end. r.i.p vine. gone but never forgotten.11219105_697012377065836_180320652475750366_n
  4. take cp chem. i will repeat once more. take cp chem. i know you think honors will benefit you, and it will prevent you from taking honors algebra II (don’t do that either.) but hey, newsflash, you did it anyway. getting a “B” in chem will be one of your more prouder moments, to be completely honest.10622869_542638502503225_5029490415875062198_n
  5. don’t live in regret. apologize for your mistakes. there’s nothing you can do but apologize, make any changes necessary, and forgive yourself.
  6. the guy you start high school dating will not be the guy you finish our high school dating.
  7. you shouldn’t push those feelings down about the new kid jack anymore. stop telling people you don’t like him. you do. and one day you’ll come to your senses, kid. love him with your whole heart. he deserves the world.11214323_10155644372750142_4514800947280413630_n
  8. pray more often. your relationship with Jesus should be your priority. i know you’re all “cool” because you can have your phone out at lunch but you’re never too cool for God. don’t forget that.11742834_683419765091764_1522484351979370355_n
  9. be mindful. mindfulness will soon become very beneficial to your mental health. meditate often. pray even more. watch yourself and think before you speak and act. and lower your voice for goodness sake. not everyone needs to hear you all the time.
  10. do. your. homework. gpa is everything. and take the sat december of your junior year. that way when you’re not happy with your scores you won’t be too stressed because you will have time. trust me.10353097_10154449271450142_8250609260760528355_n
  11. take care of your car. you will miss cece and wish you gave her baths more often.
  12. write more often. those poems you are working on: finish them. it will be worthwhile and you will continue to develop your craft.
  13. study more. that is all.
  14. enjoy every moment. savor everything because somethings will become memories, but some will be forgotten or lost in all the hub-bub and that’s scary.
  15. never take high school for granted. the next four years will suck sometimes, but they’ll be four years you will want back.12308308_730462070387533_666688713544898864_n
  16. don’t waste time. do what you love without worrying about what other people think.
  17. just do you, boo boo!! just do you!!
  18. give him a chance. you will be so glad you did and wish you did it earlier.
  19.  make more memories! if you stop worrying about what other people think so much you will be much happier, trust me!16864484_1002632349837169_4025694540156443324_n
  20.  people will disappoint you, and that’s just life. you will learn a lot about yourself over the next four years and while it’s important to make friends and trust people, nobody’s perfect. it’s okay to take a step back and keep to yourself sometimes. it’s okay.
  21. sleep more!!!
  22. the next four years will be great. you will meet so many new people and experience so many new things. your focuses will shift, and that’s okay. you will learn just how capable you are.

good luck, my friend!

with love,

(high school) senior you.


what does it really mean to be in a relationship that is focused on honoring God’s Will and how to do it: a step by step.

what does it really mean to be in a relationship that is focused on honoring God’s Will and how to do it: a step by step.

what does it really mean to be in a relationship that is focused on honoring God’s Will and how to do it: a step by step.

  1. find a partner. or more preferably, let them find you. (not in a “fair maiden rescued” kinda way,) being totally honest with you, its a lot of work actively searching a mate. might as well let God’s plan fall into place. amiright, ladies? plus, it’s more rom-com that way.
  2. don’t stress about how you look. guys sense a woman in distress. the ones you want to avoid will try to take advantage of that and the good ones will have no idea what’s happening. find you a guy that is just happy to be with you.
  3. don’t test him. “do you like me better with or without makeup?” is a baited question, and you know it. try, “i tried something new with my makeup, do you like it?” he thinks you’re drop dead gorgeous either way and doesn’t even the notice the hours of effort you’ve made. that’s okay. learn to accept guys might not notice things like that (just like we might not notice little things he does for us!!) but hey, maybe he’ll point it out the next time you really do try something new and i promise you will feel oh, so special.
  4. God’s guy for you won’t be obsessed with your body. he won’t always be staring at you and telling you you look smokin’ today (even though you already know it.) yes, this can seem like a bummer when you’re down about how your stomach is bloated that day, or if your hair is a mess, but it is eons better than the alternative. if he’s not constantly pawing at you for his physical urges to be fufilled, it means that the real you, inside you, that usually only you see is shining through so bright he barely even notices the other stuff. if he is more attracted to your mind and your spirit, then you’ve got a keeper.
  5. now that being said, physical attraction is important. it’s not a bad thing, in fact beauty is something God gave to us as a gift. he gave us physical attraction to our partners because he understands just how important that is. his recognition of your beauty should be coming from a place of love and pure desire. (although how that is expressed can steer you away from God’s Almighty Plan, see #6-affection.) he should lift you up, put you on a pedestal. He should recognize that your beauty is not merely for him. That it was given to you by God and you have let him in.
  6. *sighs* affection. here we go. affection is one of the greatest and most dangerous powers we are given. passion is a wonderful thing. being able to manipulate your partner’s chemical balances through physical contact is so remarkable, also yay for science and dopamine. but with great power comes great responsibility. listen to that little voice in your head. if the alarms sound, stop. even if you don’t think it could have consequences what you are about to do isn’t just about you, no matter how bad you want it to be. it’s about him, its about God, and its about the people around you. think of the warning bells like a tornado siren. prepare yourself, take cover, and take all precautions necessary.
  7. communication is key. your man is not a mind-reader. he’s not a psychic fortune-teller, although if he is, that’s another conversation. talk to him. language is this /beautiful thing, but its useless if we don’t take advantage of it. that being said, body language is important too. picking up little signals from your partner can be an integral part of your relationship. but don’t stress out too much if he isn’t immediately get the hint. guys are simple creatures when it comes to those things. Just tell him what you need and he will try his best to help you out. you’ll feel so much better, and plus, your need will be met the best to his ability.
  8. pray with him. think of your relationship like a triangle, kind of like the trinity. you and him are right next to each other, giving equal support to the two beams adjacent and the one in between. God is there at the point, connected to both you and him, and in turn, lifting up the beam in between the two of you. Without each piece, the shape is incomplete and it just doesn’t work. So when you pray, include him; he’s part of the triangle, right? pray with him. life is so much better without a middle-man when it comes to communication and relationship. might as well have all parties present. hold his hand tight and cling to his spirt. allow him to lean on you for support and guidance. Lift your worries and grievances up to God together. lift your praises up, too. celebrating is much more fun when you’re not all alone.
  9. be obedient to His Word. hearing God’s whisper is much more efficient if there is another pair of ears listening out for it. if His call goes out to the both of you, you’re more likely to hold each other accountable. it’s like dieting, but except instead of making sure neither of you have an extra piece of cake, you’re walking next him on the narrow road to eternal life. as Christians we’re called to hold eachother accountable (he reminds me of this everyday.) who’s better than to be the one to tell you to tighten up than the person you know has your best interest at heart and loves you unconditionally?




being in a relationship with someone isn’t something to be taken lightly. it’s a commitment and is meant to lead a pathway for a future with a strong foundation. trust the Lord and follow His guidance. He knows what He’s talking about.

wait..where’d the sun go?

wait..where’d the sun go?

i’m sure you’ve heard the hundreds of different stories of where everyone in the country spent their day during the GREAT AMERICAN SOLAR ECLIPSE. something about that name makes me laugh, it sounds almost commercialized? can you commercialize the sun? sounds wrong, but very patriotic.

anyways…i had the privilege of spending those 2 1/2 minutes of (partial) totality at my favorite place in the world. camp.

we hosted an event appropriately entitled “total eclipse of the pines” which made me belt out into bonnie tyler every time i heard it!! it was a day of fun, friends, and new experiences. over 900 people showed up to camp, swim, zipline, and try not to stare at the sun. there were even some really cool critters we got to see and even hold!!

me, excited and terrified that i’m holding a dinosaur, basically.
scooter was not pleased to be in that little kennel, but he sure was a cutie.

working an event like this was so unique because it wasn’t something we had ever done before (i mean, COME ON!! once in a lifetime people!!) and i had an excuse to see all my cutiehead friends i miss ever so much. spending all day everyday with a group of people and then never seeing them is such a bittersweet feeling. it’s what makes those people special; although i do jump at any chance i get to hang with my peeps!

cutiehead friends, as previously mentioned!!

the moments leading up to the eclipse were the best part. we had all finished up our stations so collectively we migrated to a nice, sunny spot to catch a glimpse at this thing everyone had been talking about.

the news was there, everyone was happy and smiling: it was absolutely electric!! we probably sat there for thirty minutes buzzing with excitement and anticipation for what was to come, belting our voices out so loud, ignoring the thousand other people in the field staring at us like we’re crazy people.


and then it happened!! a countdown began as the crowd cheered on the moon, just doin’ its thing. leading up to this point, the sky began to dim. it was as if dusk had fallen; the bats even came out to see what all the commotion was about!!

totality was definitely worth all the hype. it’s so crazy to think something so rare can be tracked down to the second; the moon crossed over the sun right on queue!!

i am so glad i had the opportunity to see such a cool sight not only at my favorite place in the world, but with all of these people i love so dearly.


i hope you enjoyed this little snapshot at my eclipse experience.

happy sunday, y’all.