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I sat under the tallest tree on campus with a notebook and a pen, writing whatever thoughts came to mind. It had become a habit of mine to journal my feelings and lately my feelings have been all over the place and it didn’t help that finals were right around the corner, and with them came winter break.
A year ago, I had planned to go home for Christmas and tell my parents all about my time at college. I was going to work at my father’s company as his assistant, because I really wanted to learn. Previously, I had worked in different parts of his company because he wanted to make sure that I understood the ends and outs of the hotel business and how to be successful. At first, I was upset that he made me work for him during summer or whenever I was on break, but as time passed, I be
