One week later... I'm almost done with my very first week of law school, and so far I love it. I've never felt this way about any classes I've ever taken. It's so exhilarating to know that you're taking classes that are going to teach you what you need in order to be successful in life. I'm so excited about becoming a lawyer and starting my career... wow. I have tons of reading, but I think it's really interesting and I don't mind doing hours and hours of work every day.

I have a feeling that others who are starting law school may not feel the same way, and perhaps they're pretending, but boy, I would hate to try and fool myself right now like that. I guess maybe some people think that if they pretend to love it long enough, maybe in time they will love it. Who knows. All I know is that I have a profession... as Dean O'Hara would say, "you aren't going to be just any lawyer. You're becoming a Notre Dame lawyer, and that is truly something special." Oh, it soooo is :)

Thank God for following His will, even when it's hard, because it always seems to work out better than what you could have done yourself.

I've been in my new townhouse for about a week now, and law school orientation starts in two days. John's twelve-day visit was amazing and I'm so sad that it's over, but at least I know that our year of separation has now officially begun and it's just a matter of getting through the next 360 days or so... at least, I'm praying that it's only one year and that nothing else gets in our way.

So far everything seems fine... I'm nervous, but what's new. I can't believe I'm at this stage already; it feels as though I should be starting my senior year, not law school. I miss being on campus like I usually am... I guess everything takes some getting used to.