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#9 Let the last moments of my undergrad fall semester

 There has been a lot of reflection over the past few weeks as I am winding down and about to finish my last fall semester as an undergrad. I never knew I could attend school here, so the fact that this chapter is going to close has some mixed feelings.

There is something beautiful that takes place in the fall, and that is the color changes that occur, and with my heart of reflection, I have been able to notice these past few weeks. It is only because of my ability to slow down and connect mindfully to my surroundings.

                                                                        

The long walks that I have been able to engage in have been rewarding mentally and have allowed the beauty of joy and grief to be present. These moments of engaging with campus have been a beautiful blessing.

These moments have been created and have been able to help me as I finish the semester strong. There have been some challenges this semester, and there has been beauty created. One of the main sources of beauty has been seen in this class, and the connection to this class has reminded me of the importance of connecting to my faith, myself, and those around me.

                                

It is because of this class that I am reminded to look around me and to take a moment to enjoy the fresh air, the sound of leaves falling, the brisk air upon my face, and the crinkle in the grass as I walk our family dog or cross the sidewalk.

It is the simple things in life, as our authors have shared through their writings this semester. It is not about the material things that bring us joy; it is the creation of our creator that provides joy and peace.

My biggest prayer is to allow this class this semester to be my anchor as I finish my undergraduate program and continue to my graduate program.

It is by his grace and favor that I am in this moment.











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