Four Years.

Between this

Charter School of Wilmington graduation, 2009

and this

Brigham Young University graduation, 2013

a lot has changed.

(Apparently not my dad's tie

or my earrings, though.)

I became a linguist.

I started a blog.

I learned to cook.

My brother got married.

I went to California.

I wanted to take Greek,

so I did.

I discovered Indian food.

I got a job as a peer mentor.

I learned about art history.

I stopped being shy.

(Mostly.)

I learned how to make new friends.

I made new friends.

They graduated, moved away, got married, left on missions.

I learned how to love people.

I learned how to do hard things.

Thanks, BYU.

You'll be in my heart

from this day on,

now and forevermore.