Sometimes, I forget that the absence of things is a blessing in itself.
The absence of worry, anxiety, stress, and fear, disappearing in the presence of peace.
The absence of drama among friends, conflict with another person, turmoil in one’s heart towards an enemy.
The absence of hatred, anger, and bitterness, overflowing with love instead.
The absence of heartbreak and of loss, but one of contentment and joy.
These are just a few things I really take for granted.
I love my school. I love my Tar Heels. I love how caring, how genuine, and how intentional people are here. It almost always manifests itself in the day-to-day, whether its something as small as helping someone up when they fall down or something as big as the vigil for the Chapel Hill shooting. I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. This is a beautiful place to be. God’s presence is manifested here, and I love it so so much. People come out of Chapel Hill more passionate, more loving, more caring, and more human. It’s a beautiful thing.