I’m finally home for the winter break. I’m done with studying for finals and I’m done with cleaning my dorm room. Sitting alone in the den of my home in Houston has really given me a chance to realize how much has changed in such short time.

I’m staying in the room where a church friend lived for a couple of years. Since I’ve left for Baylor, he’s moved to Dallas for work and the room’s been converted to a toy/storage room of sorts. Here, I sleep on a futon while my two younger brothers stay in my old room. In the guest room this year our family is hosting a student from Germany rather than last year’s Japanese student.

One of my brothers is now in high school and nearly taller than me. I’m surprised by how well my other brother can read. At home, there are Baylor green and gold t-shirts, flags, hats, cups, and bags everywhere. I’m the only one in my entire family who’s ever gone to Baylor, but it seems like my family embraces the Baylor Bear-ness. It’s pretty cool. I found this little note that my 6 year old brother was doodling:

Gotta love that intricate Pat Neff Hall doodle.

A lot has changed since I left for Baylor, but it isn’t so bad. I suppose it’s a part of growing up.

Although I really wanted to go to the bowl game in San Diego, I’ll have to settle for cheering my head off for the Bears over here and spending time with family and friends. I’m anticipating my next semester at Baylor, and I wonder what’s to come for the upcoming year.