The End of an Era
So it’s finally time to pack up and head back to uni for year two. And honestly? It feels bittersweet. Leaving the place you grew up and the people you love behind is already tough, but that’s not the part weighing on me most. What I can’t seem to shake is the thought that I’m closing a chapter that shaped me in ways I never imagined, my summer internship.
This wasn’t just any summer internship. For four months, Monday to Friday, 8–4, I got to do what I love most: photography. What started as “more experience” turned into something much deeper. I grew in unexpected ways, like learning how to manage a full workload without losing my creativity, developing more confidence in how I see the world through my lens, and even finding my voice in rooms I never thought I’d be in so soon. I made connections that I could have only dreamed of, and opportunities unfolded that felt far bigger than me.
It’s wild to think that on the very first day of this internship, while sitting at my desk, I launched this blog. That moment still feels surreal because it reminds me that growth doesn’t always come with fireworks, it often sneaks up on you while you’re just showing up day after day.
I fervently prayed for this job. I even remember whispering to God, “If it’s not for me, don’t let me have it. I want what You want for me.” And yet here I am, looking back on an answered prayer I actually got to live inside of. That alone is enough to fill me with gratitude.
Leaving feels like the end of an era, but it’s also a reminder that God doesn’t just answer prayers, He keeps making ways and opening doors. This season was one of stretching, of learning, of seeing myself differently. Now, it’s on to the next one.
Cheers to continued growth, new connections, and to the God who answers prayers..
