The Maze

If you've been reading my blog the last week, then I'm sure you probably already guessed that my friends and I got the opportunity to go to a corn maze this year after all, continuing our tradition for the fifth year in a row.  Not everyone could come this year.  Rebekah was in Houston for a big Lecrae concert and Brently was ten hours away at home, but Rebecca, Ali, and I were able to make it... and we added a brand new friend to our tradition this year!  Stephanie.

The corn maze outside of our town was about twenty minutes away.  We parked in the parking lot and were given a hayride over to the entrance of the corn maze.

This particular corn maze was very difficult.  The one back home had numbers 1-10 and a piece of paper with ten clues that led you to the eventual end of the maze... and we'd usually get lost in that one!  This maze had no clues and no numbers.

Actually, we never did find the way out.  Seriously.  We never did.  We eventually (after about two hours) find our way back to the entrance, but we never did find the exit.

However, the night was still a blast.

About halfway through the maze was a clearing with a large hay bale in the middle.  Rebecca and I managed to climb atop the hay bale and we stood and surveyed the maze to see if we could glimpse the exit.

No luck.

We made some great memories together and had a blast running through the dark corn maze with only our tiny flashlights and the light of the moon to help us see the way.

Most of all, it was such a wonderful feeling to be able to continue on with a tradition that has lasted for years.  I was so worried that college would end the tradition abruptly and painfully, that we wouldn't be able to share this moment again since we live so far away from each other.  Running through the corn maze for the fifth year in the row was so much fun and such a relief.

I was able to continue a tradition with old friends and begin a tradition with a new friend who I love dearly.

The night was so much fun.

It was so special to have.

The longer I'm at college, the more I realize that being far away from home doesn't have to change everything.  A lot has changed, sure, but I still have my friendships, even if I don't get to see the same friends every day.  I can keep my traditions and definitely keep my memories.  And wherever I am in the world, I can still manage to have a wonderful, wonderful time.