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As fall aproaches I'm starting to become nostalgic. This time last year I was on a path I couldn't walk down. I wasn't happy at Bridgewater but having Ashley there kept me sane. I miss her a lot. I miss a lot of people from Mass but I'm truly happy here in Maine. I'm starting to figure out what I want to do. I'm excited to start school in the winter. The changes in my life in the past year have been inumerable. Joel and I broke up in the spring but when we got back together it was the best thing for us. I can't imagine him not in my life. I learned that true love isn't something to be scared of or something to run away from. I need to embrace it and make compromises for this to work. And I know it will. Things have been tough with paying bills and trying to figure out how to be a grown up. But in the long run I feel I've accomplished more in the past six months then I have in the rest of my life. My mom is pretty sick and its a constant worry. I wish I could be helping her more. I have so much going on in my life and its beginning to be too much to handle but I know I'll get through this. This entry turned out longer then planned but thats ok. I love the fall, the rich smells and colors, and of course pumpkin flavored coffee. I remember hot school days with cold marching band nights. I remember trick-or-treating in Bridgewater. This fall seems a little bittersweet, some of those carefree moments I'll never get to have again. I guess I'm just reaching a point where my priorities are changing. Now I worry about paying rent and my mom being ok, instead of worrying about how many people I can fit in the booger driving up the hill at band practice. If you've read all this then props to you. I guess thats all I had to say for now.