Memories from West Point

When Justin and I first met, he was in his second semester at West Point. Honestly, graduation didn't even cross my mind at the time, other than to remind me that it was nearly four years away at that point. As we were driving past West Point on Sunday, Justin said, "I honestly didn't ever think I would get to this point." 

It's so funny how we spend our time wishing and waiting for certain things. Graduation, wedding day, birthdays, etc. And then they come and BAM! They're gone in the blink of an eye. That's how I feel about the last three years. Today we're halfway through grad week at West Point already and I find myself grasping for memories to hold on to. 

That's why I wanted to write this "Memories from West Point" post. I'm a firm believer that West Point, as an experience, is going to be what you make of it. If you only focus on the bad times, the hard time, then you're not going to enjoy it. I would like to think that Justin and I took everything West Point threw at us and ran with it. We lived, we loved, we made amazing memories and friendships that will transcend time, states, even continents. 

Here's a look back at some of my favorite memories from West Point. 

Until next time, Y'all