So I remember this day, last year. I was calling my grandfather to wish him a happy birthday from my future college, while having dinner with my future husband. We had everything figured out and it was perfect. I would move there in the fall, and we would start planning our future together. Now, a year later I'm sitting here in my empty apartment on the other side of the country. Alone. That scares me. It scares me that within the time span of just one year, so much can drastically change. Within 365 days I changed my major four times, changed schools three times, fell out of love, fell in love, moved 1000 miles away, and even attempted to have a long distance relationship with someone I had just started to get to know. The funny thing is that even though I've had some of the worst nights of my life within this past year, I wouldn't change a thing. I'm finally discovering who it is that I am and why I'm here. I'm glad that God has closed so many doors that I used to think were meant for me. Without all of the heartbreak, there would have been no growth so for that, I'm very thankful.