A Letter to Me.
I'm sitting in Starbucks. I have a billion other things I should be doing. My sweet friend Mattie is on her way to Columbia to be my date for my last sorority function of the semester. But here I am. I wanted to share about my year, my struggles and my excitement and just everything that comes along with being a first year student. After hearing a senior read a letter addressed to her freshman self out-loud at a Bible study this week, I decided what better way to share about my year than to write a letter addressed to myself on move in day last fall. So instead of studying for my geology exam as much as I probably should've (good thing my future career is in writing instead of science), I sat and wrote this down. Dear Freshman-Year-Move-In-Day Alana, Hi. If you're reading this, know that you did survive. It wasn't easy. It was actually really hard. But you made it through. And came out so much better than you were going in. I know you're nervous abou...