Capturing Me – 2016

Three years later and so much has changed and so much has remained the same. I graduated from SJU, started graduate school at Syracuse University, and started my first externship placement as a Speech-Language Pathologist student back in South Jersey. The people I’ve met, the friends I’ve maintained, the moments of all the ups and downs I’ve lived – they have all added to the lifestyle I’m living now.

I am in an odd place with my faith. I haven’t lost trust in it or anything like that. I still believe there’s always a deeper meaning to things, that there are things worth fighting for, and that I like to fight for them in the name of God (or love, or justice, or whatever other virtues worth naming). Yet it’s very different from what motivated me in high school and college. I don’t know how to explain it.

I do know that it’s encountering people and their individualities is what I still find fascinating – Friends, family, strangers (though I must admit – the 2 years in graduate school have totally made me more of an introvert with slight signs of anxiety than ever). I love learning and sharing the stories I see and hear and thinking about how my story relates or if it relates at all. I think about what happens if I relate or if I don’t or if any of it matters at all.

I’ve been an enthralled fan of the PostSecret movement, where millions of people have sent in postcards to the founder, Frank Warren, with a written secret on it. Recently, it’s twitter page had a post that said “Trust Your Story” in Warren’s handwriting for someone who wanted to get a tattoo of it. I think that’s the place I’m in right now. I’m just hoping that this won’t turn out to be a similar reflection of my old Xanga entries where if I were to ever read those posts again, I think I’d rip my eyes out.