One Tree Hill always has the best quotes, and this week they did it again. This quote goes deeper than others. For me it's a challenge, sometimes it's a place a fear. Saying 'I love you' can be either the easiest task we as humans have or sometimes it can be the most frightening sentence in the human vocabulary. It requires vulnerability, a leap into the unknown, trust in someone else. But sometimes it's not that difficult. Maybe if we just said it, looked whoever it is in the eye and said it, all this fear and unknown would be reciprocated with "I love you, too." So, lets do it. Let's say I love you, because we just don't say it enough.

So one of the reasons I was so excited/nervous to move to Nebraska was the change of scenary and weather, and once you all come visit me, you'll soon realize that this is a different world. Today, I had my first tornado warning since I've moved here. I always imagined what this would be like. I pictured that scene in Twister (yes, the 1996 movie staring Helen Hunt, where'd she go anyways?) where Helen Hunt is holding on to the water pipe in that old barn when the entire house gets ripped away around her and all that's left is her and Bill Paxton. I also pictured in Wizard of Oz when the house spins up into the tornado. Well, for everyone who doesnt know what a tornado is, its dark, rainy and wind stronger than anything I've ever felt. So, when I woke up this morning with the sun shining and the birds chirping, I was not expecting a late afternoon tornado.  There I was minding my business studying Constitutional Law, when Sarah texts me explaining that there's a tornado warning and if I hear the 'siren' not to get too freaked out. Yes people, theres a siren that alerts the entire town that in any minute everything as we know it will be sucked up into the sky. So, I drove home at 5 (don't worry dad, the new car handled like a charm), in the pitch black, while it was pouring rain (thanks for the carwash God!), with lightening every 7 seconds but have no fear I made it home. But with that came the biggest task of them all, getting Henry to go potty, in the rain, and wind. I can barely get him to go potty on a normal day let alone in conditions comparable to hell. After putting on his sweater, my uggs, and an umbrella we made the trek downstairs to start the impossible challenge. 10 minutes later and a sogging wet dog we retreated back upstairs.

Mmmm, I’ve got to go home

My friends and I were talking about how surreal it is that its been 9 years. The strangest part is that it still feels like yesterday. I can still remember when I was sitting in my freshman class with all my other scared to death peers watching the hate that occurred that day. It's strange to me that it's in history books, it almost seems to personal to be in history books, to be just another thing young kids are forced to read about. It takes all the personality out of it. I guess it's our job to make sure the younger generation never becomes immune to it. Its our job to make sure they know what happened that day. It's our job to make sure they never forget.

So, its the end of week 2. When I started this process I thought I was either going to swim or drown instantly. And to my surprise I've been swimming with the best of them. It's hard to believe that this is actually here. I feel like I've been waiting for this for years, the day that I would finally be in law school. I've been waiting for the day that I could tell people "I go to law school." And now, its here, and I absolutely love it. There's no better feeling then knowing you're exactly where you're supposed to be. So, while I know that some days are going to be harder than others, I know I'm finally in my place. Even though the adjustment to Omaha has been a little bit more difficult than I was hoping, I'm here, and I'm soaking it all in. Some days I'm going to swim, some days I'm going to drown, and most days I'm going to float along with everyone else. This is my place and I'm kicking ass. 


On my second day of school, my Torts professor told us all this piece of advice, 

"Law school is like rodeo, you know you are going to get bucked off, but see how long you can stay on." -Professor Melilli