Next year it'll be me hugging and saying goodbye to some REALLY good friends, knowing that we won't reunite in the dorms for school again. Next year this time, life will have another frame, and another picture. It will be like telling family goodbye for a really long time (considering a lot of my friends want to be missionaries).
It will also be a time of new beginnings, a new start to a new way of life. It will be an awkward awesome thing that will eventually get better the more I grow in the faith.
Next year it will be me in that silly hat.
All to God
i'm glad you'll only have a tear. i'll be bawling like a small child in a strange daycare. one year!
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