Music Mends, Language Loves

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The beautiful basilicas at the candlelit Rosary Procession

3 months. A quarter of a year. And I still hurt. It has been about 90 days without our dog. I can’t say that it has been easy. The house is still full of silence, but occasionally, I will sit and play the piano. Now that the semester has finished, I have time to play the piano without feeling guilty about it. I usually warm up with some hymns from a hymnal my 7th grade religion teacher gave me, and then I’ll play some classical music or Broadway music. It is always a much-needed catharsis, and it always has been in times of trial.

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Round in Circles I Go

Hello everyone!

It has been quite some time since I have last written. Since my last post, I have finished my Junior Year of college on an admittedly low note, but already this summer, I have been reinvigorated. I know that by the time Senior year (ewwww) rolls around, I will be ready to face the semester head on with the same can-do attitude I usually have. I have also gone back to France for a short service trip, which I will write about and link here when I write about it at some point in the near future.

Yesterday, I started an internship in the city on the Upper West side, and it was really amazing. The weather was beautiful and clear at around 68 degrees. The day started off normally, but when I got on the LIRR, I realized I had forgotten to pack a book. I did, however, remember to put on my Rosary ring, so I contented myself with praying the Rosary. It would be good for me anyway, I figured, with my going into the city and all. You never know what is going to happen.

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Faire Healthy Friends

I come to you today reinvigorated in faith. Over the weekend, I went on a retreat with my school, and I had a really great experience. I’m not going to narrate the events to you, but I will share some thoughts and revelations that I found. This post won’t include all of the conclusive thoughts of this retreat, but I was compelled to write at least a little something.

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Silence

Well, friends and family. It has been too long since my last post about a month and a half ago. I admit, it was partially my own lack of organization and time management. However, the bulk of seasonal depression as well as just a general lack of motivation also was beating me with a stick. Repeatedly.

Despite all this, this particular post is not supposed to be just a complaint about these things. It has been about a week now since my family put our dog down. I have honestly taken it much harder than I thought I would. I knew I would be sad, but I did not realize just exactly how much my heart would hurt. And it’s not like when you read a book or watch a movie, and you feel sad about a character death. It is a physical pain that seizes your chest, and it’s almost as if that blood-pumping organ also holds tears because once that pain punches your chest, the tears just flow. I will miss that little dog so much.

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A Reminder from Above

A Day that almost didn’t happen.

 

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The fact of life is that at one point everyone will die. Perhaps an overly talked about subject, death is imminent. Death is not scary, at least to me, and at least to others who have come to terms with the idea of impending finality. Death, although not to be feared, should not be sought out. Death is just the beginning of a new adventure.

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