Friday, January 29, 2016

Thankfulness and Snow

It has been a crazy and long week, with a blizzard bringing over 3 feet of snow, a 5-day weekend (which I was sad about, though I think people thought me a bit crazy), and many things to be thankful for.

Things to be thankful for this Week
•Warmth and safety through the Snowmageddon.
•Nights of nail painting parties and laughter.
•Sunshine coming to melt the snow.
•Awesome kitchen crews willing to sleep in classrooms during the storm.
•Friends to comfort and encourage me.
•A chapel which is open until 1am.
•Guys (and girls) taking their study-and-stay-warm-inside days shoveling snow to make paths.
•Wifi so I can talk to my parents.
•A Welcome Home Dance to keep our cabin fever down.
•Rain boots with good traction.

There may be times of frustration, hardships, loneliness, even sadness. But when you stop and look at the beautiful sunset over the library, or gaze with the many wonders snow can bring, you begin to realize that there is so much around you to be happy and thankful for. As St. Anthony of Padua once wrote,
"Consider every day that you are for the first time,as it were, beginning anew; and always act with the same fervor as on the first day you began."
Begin every day with things that make you realize that life is a wonderful thing, that it is great to be alive! When you can do that, it will make you thankful for this life which you have been given.

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Home for a Holiday

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During this holiday season, there have been ups and downs, but in the end, I realize and remember just what this season is about. 
The birth of our Savior is such an important reminder of the true love that is unavailable on this earth. Feeling love like that is an incredible feeling which I am nothing but astounded by every single moment of my life. 

Coming home for holiday is an interesting event. There's so many people to see, events to attend, and food to eat (especially with my Italian-Irish family). There's also the wonderful chance to sing in my parish choir, work at my old job (money is always good), and enjoy the sights of the town where I've grown up. 
Coming home for Christmas is a great reminder of the past moulding me into the person I've become today, and future experiences that can help mould me in days to come.