#2,269 Like Going Home.
As we do every spring, we made our trip to Oxford to speak to the art department about our rambling career journey to here. I look forward to this every year. And every year I meet new faces who are feeling equal parts ready to begin their post-graduate lives / terrified of post-graduate life. Today, my message was a little different than years past. I told them their plan was probably a good plan. But their plan would change, and that’s okay. You have to learn to embrace it when the plan changes, because it’s what creative hearts were made to do. I thought letterpress would be my career forever, but my creative pursuits kept growing and changing. And I’m thankful for it.
I learned how to be critical of my work, and how to give myself grace when it wasn’t quite what I wanted it to be… Yet. I learned from the best and made dear friends who became professionals and colleagues as each day put more space between us and our time as college kids. This is where I grew up with Ben holding my hand along the way. Today I was fighting tears remembering it and feeling incredibly thankful for that experience and how my 21-year old plans changed the way they did. I never could’ve dreamed this is what 30 would look like. It’s a good thing I’m not in control and my Heavenly Father is.
It always feels like going home. I hope we will always be welcome there in Meek Hall.
And we rushed home as fast as we could to celebrate Mallorie’s 30th birthday at a surprise party Jim threw for her. I forgot to take pictures because there was so much talking to do! She took her piece of cake straight to Lucy so she could blow out the candle.