The Christmas Tree

So I know it's weird to have two posts in like ten minutes, but they're about different things so shush.

Today we carried out our Black Friday tradition of putting up and decorating the Christmas tree, and that really got me thinking. It doesn't seem that long ago I did this the last time, a year ago. Isn't it funny how when we're little a month is an unspeakably long time, let alone a year...and now here I am hanging the same ornament on the tree 12 months later and hardly feeling it.

Things were so much different 12 months ago.





If I could somehow go back in time (probably using a weird type of ornament-based portkey, like that weird ornament that nobody knows where it came from) to last year's tree-day...how could I even begin to explain?

How could I explain that in a short 366 days I would see the at-the-time fantastic relationship I was in crumble dramatically, would experience an entire musical as a lead, graduate from the place I had called my home for 4 years and move across the state to throw myself into a group of people I didn't know who were all in the same boat as me and come out after a few short weeks with an amazing group of friends (one of whom was the final straw that got me to make this thing anyway).

How could I say that in one short year my faith life (which I already thought was on fire) would explode? That I would really take to heart Mr. Crossen's slogan for senior year, Duc in altum (Go deeper) and go so much further than I ever expected?

So much has changed, especially in the last three months...and I know now that so much has yet to change. I guess the best we can do is hang on tight, hope for the best and ride it out. Until then, I'll say that right now, life is good. Good friends, good God.