5:00 a.m. at the Airport

SHELLY KIM PC ’15 Every time it’s time to leave New Haven to go back to LA or leave LA to go to New Haven, I become extremely emotional and filled with anxiety. When I come home, I feel as if I am putting the past several months of my life on hold, unable to control or carry out my Yale life from home. When I go back to school, I am nervous for the new semester: how will I grow? what will I learn? who will I love? The last question always fills me with a sense of dread … Continue reading 5:00 a.m. at the Airport

RELEVANT Magazine: The “It” Factor for Every Relationship

The “It” Factor for Every Relationship SHELLY KIM PC ’15 I had coffee with a friend last week and she shared this article with me. We were just talking about why some relationships seem to “work” and others don’t make it. I think this is a pretty convincing take on why. The huge role of “choice” in love and human relationships (of all sorts) has become more clear to me recently. Nothing seems to last unless people choose to commit to making it last and going about the necessary growth and changes to make that happen. Granted, not all relationships … Continue reading RELEVANT Magazine: The “It” Factor for Every Relationship

Come Together

Shelly Kim, PC ’15, Editor, Social Media My biggest complaint since freshman year regarding the Christian community at Yale was that there were too many. On one hand, I was ambushed starting my first days of freshman year with love, baked goods, smiling faces of people who wanted to be my friend and people who wanted to mentor me. As long as you make even the smallest effort to seek a Christian community, you are bound to find more than you know what to do with. There was a point when I was going to 4 different Bible studies, 2 … Continue reading Come Together

No More Than I Already Am


PC ’15


My mom visited me over the past several days. It was a beautiful time.

As we talked and caught up on life, I realized that my relationship with my mom looks less like it did when I was 5 and more like that of two sisters or friends. But I am no less my mom’s daughter. In fact, I am learning more of what that actually means.

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