isabel rose hutchinson
OCT 12 Senior year. Wow. That feels bizarre to say. Every time I say it, I have to take a big sigh afterwards, like it’s exhausting and overwhelming to even utter the words. And it really does feel that hard. I always think memories will last forever, though I suppose part of me knows they can’t. Whatever season of life …
I don’t think I believe in God, but I do believe that some higher power or divine energy has pulled me back to reading this fall. And I thank that power daily, for I have truly fallen back in love with reading. Everything in my life is about to change, is already changing, and it won’t stop changing. I have …
(Originally written in November of 2020) On the last day of each year, I always spend a few hours reflecting on the past year and setting goals for the next year. During 2019, I had lost touch with my love of reading amidst all of the change that saturated my life. It got left behind. So on the last day …
