And in the blink of an eye we say good night and we say good bye.

I'm not entirely sure where this year went. Parts of it went to the lower gym classroom on Tuesday nights when group would practice. Bits and pieces were spent in various classrooms from Demaray to Bertona, learning about economics and history and many things in between. Some of it can be traced to late night adventures to frozen yogurt, hot chocolate and Kerry Park. Thursday nights in Ben and Kevin's basement, earplugs in and creativity flowing. Saturdays at Nielsen's with one of my dearest friends. Sundays consumed by waffles, Bethany, house dinners and small group. Long and beautiful Wednesdays in Upper Gwinn. My secret free Friday nights where I did anything my heart desired. Long evenings spent in deep conversation with friends. Questions of calling. Laughing at bad jokes. Bedtime stories. Dancing while brushing our teeth.

This was my year.

Perhaps when I've had more than a moment to reflect on this year I will have more to say. For now let me simply say that this has been one of the craziest, most difficult, yet somehow quite beautiful, years of my life.