An Ode To 2017

2017. Some people may see you as a year for the books, while others are already welcoming 2018 with open arms, doing anything they can to forget the disaster that you were. 2017, you were a year full of endings, new beginnings, heart break, and newfound friendships. This, 2017, is my testimonial to you. Here I wish to share why I am thankful for all you threw at me, for better or for worse.

We begin our journey in January. The month of January wasn’t too bad, but it could have been better. I was pretty unhappy at the school I was currently attending. I went to school, did what I was there to do, and went home. That was my weekday routine, and the weekend was pretty similar. But it was in this month that my parents told my brother, sister, and I that we would be relocating to Lafayette. We had known about the possibility of a move for a few years, but never knew when it would be official. Because I was already planning on transferring to another school I had no problem with moving, and neither did my brother; it was our sister, Lola, who took it the hardest.

For the next couple of months I was pretty ready for school to end and for my family’s move to take place. As I stated earlier, I was unhappy at my current school and ready to get the heck out of there. I was definitely happier, but I was still stuck in the rut of “this is terrible, someone please get me out of here.” I did, however, turn fifteen in March. A few of my closest friends and I went to dinner for a little celebration, and it was the first time in a long time that I had thoroughly enjoyed myself. Oh, and did  I mention I went to The Chainsmokers and Maroon 5 concerts in May? Those were pretty great, too.

Fast forward to June. By this time my Freshman year had come to a close and I was already creating new memories with the beautifully talented group of girls that is the Ascension Episcopal Cheer Squad. We made the hour-long journey to Lake Charles for cheer camp at McNeese University, which was an event in itself. Camp consisted of 14 hour cheer clinics, frogs in bathroom sinks, and the drinking of waffle mix (if you know, you know). This experience was the final push that brought me out of my rut, and turned me back into the happy, opportunistic gal I once was. I can honestly say there is nothing I wouldn’t give to thank this rag-tag group of girls for all that they have done for me.

I won’t even get started on what happened in July. 2017, you threw me into a real dumpster fire with this one. No matter the struggles, I am still thankful for all the good this month sent into my life. Now, enjoy some of my favorite snaps from that legendary Disney trip (it’s another one of those “if you know, you know” situations).

As we make or way to August, I would like to commend anyone who has made it this far. I’m sure no one truly cares about my life, but as I stated before, “enjoy the copious amounts of oversharing.” August was possibly one of the best months. I started a new school, one that had boys for that matter! I also became close to people who I am forever grateful for. Starting a new school reshaped me as a person and gave me a confidence boost I would have never dreamed of in the early stages of the year.

Alright, people, were skipping September and jumping straight into October. October, or maybe just homecoming week, was something I will never forget. Coming from an all girls school, this was the first time I had the honor of experiencing homecoming in all its glory. Sure, I had attended homecoming dances before, but nothing can prepare you for the themed dress-out days or just how brutal Powderpuff Football truly is. Shoutout to Ava Breaux for breaking an eighth grader’s hand! From the Blue Gator victory at the homecoming game, to all the L’s taken at the afterparty, to a newfound complicated friendship, I can truthfully state that, October, you treated me oh so well.

Not many noteworthy events occurred in November, but my mom did turn forty so woohoo go Christine! The final stop in this testimonial will be December. This December was full of both stress and joy. Obviously, there was the stress of midterms, which actually weren’t as bad as I had anticipated. Thank you, Stephanie Fournet, for what is the ten-point grading scale, and Caitlin Neal-Jones, for finally getting me out of PE. I began tumbling lessons this month, and after only a few classes, I’m this close to having my standing back handspring without a spot. We had Secret Santa’s (two in one day actually and I really think that was more stressful than midterms), ventures to Sonic, and days of some much needed quality time with family. All in all, I’d say December was a pretty great way to wrap up my 2017.

Thank you, 2017 and anyone who toughed it out and bared with me through all my oversharing. Thank you, 2017, for making me a stronger person. Thank you, 2017, for showing me that everything happens for a reason, and that all I have to do is put my trust is God. Thank for, 2017, for singlehandedly being the worst, yet the best year of my life. I am eternally grateful (woah I kind of sound like the aliens from Toy Story… oops!) for the good times and the bad, the happy and the sad, and all the in-betweens. Thank you, 2017. I cannot wait to navigate all that 2018 has up its sleeve.

2 thoughts on “An Ode To 2017

  1. Piper, You are beautiful inside and out. Pops and I are so proud of you and Love you very much, Mindy


  2. I am excited to share this journey with you. You amaze me more and more each day. Love ya..Pooper!!!!!!!


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