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CONCLUSION
December 12, 2024
One year ago today, I moved into this apartment in Portland. In spite of all the challenges, it has been, hands down, the best year of my life. I just realized that walking from the car this evening. And then I laughed out loud, because I have had absolutely no involvement with a MAN for the entire year! And… get this… I HAVEN’T MISSED IT ONE BIT! Now THAT is progress. And growth. And healing. And maturity.
There is no one single reason why it’s been my best year, but just as I put this to paper, I’m remembering a few years back, when I was lamenting an upcoming birthday to Katie. And she said, “Why are you thinking like that? This year could be the best year of your life!” Well it took a few years, but this was the year. YAY ME!
This is the conclusion from my final paper for Intro to Theology, which I HATED. It’s a tragedy, too, because the history of religion is my thing. Bad professor, a slog from start to finish. I’m in a group chat with eight of my cohorts and I am most definitely not the only one who feels this way. My final paper, I think, sucked bad. But we’ll see. I’ve pasted the Conclusion below, all about my “fluxy” theology. I liked this part OK.
I resigned myself to a C very early on in the semester. I’ve heard over and over “Cs get degrees!” But in spite of being resigned to a C, I’ve stressed endlessly about it. My…
