Lack of posts. Maybe just a lack of creativity. The months have turned into years since I last lived with my family. What makes me most sad is that I’ll probably never live with my family again. I love my roommates (one is the boyfriend, of course) but there is something about living with family that really feels like home. When I think back to the feeling I got from living in my grandmother’s house, I remember it feeling so safe; like a kid. More than just people who you share meals and space with but people who truly care for you, wholly and unconditionally.
I’ve been thinking about family a lot lately. I think the thoughts stem from the creative writing class I am taking this semester. Each week we’re supposed to post a creative piece on Blackboard. We’re allowed to write anything, poetry or short story, but it’s the freedom that’s daunting. I love to write so naturally I want to write something really great. The only thing that keeps popping into my brain is my grandmother and the house we used to live in together. However, I feel like no matter what I write it won’t do justice to her so I keep avoiding it. I think I’ll take a look at some old photos and old journals and see if I can come up with something I’m happy with for tomorrow’s class.
This semester has been busy but I’m enjoying my classes, work and fencing. I can’t believe it’s my last semester. My last semester of classes, of working at the Edgerton and of being on the fencing team. It’s surreal!
Speaking of surreal, I’m taking a fantasy literature class with the fabulous Dr. Staples. So far we’ve been reading “The Once and Future King” but we’ve got plenty more to look forward to on the syllabus including “The Hobbit” and “Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban.” I’m really excited!
Wednesday night the Sacred Heart fencing team is heading to New York to fence Columbia and NYC! I am really going to miss fencing. I love the sport and the level of competition. I also love the friend I’ve made.
Ahhhh, no need to think about the end quite yet. For now I’ll concentrate on the matter at end: producing something I am proud of for my creative writing class.
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