One More Year

My random scattered thoughts and revelations:

So, I know that you are going to think that I am crazy because I am excited to go back to school.
Yes, I know that I just got out on Friday. Yes, I know that this next year will be the hardest. Yes, I know that I am crazy that I like to learn. But, this is the thing - I only have one more year left. (I should have graduated this semester, but yada yada yada...I changed my major and all that jazz, so no graduating for me this year).

It has only been two days and I am already missing my dear friends who graduated. How am I going to get through the summer :/ (skype dates & phone calls will be happening soon).

While I am excited that I only have one year left of school, I am SO SO SO SO glad that it is summer. I am ready to just let my brain "veg" out for a few weeks.

This summer is going to be different. I am living in Warner Robins, GA with my dear friend Caroline Greene and her family (who are pretty precious and I love very much, by the way).
I will be doing observations in the local schools in May and August and working at some job over the summer (as of right now, my options are a local pizza shop, a daycare, or working at the Airforce base -hmmm....cute little military men....hmmmm......aha)....
I am excited about this summer, but I am anxious. I am not a fan of change or new situations that I really don't have any control over...The Lord will definitely be working on me this summer.

I am excited.
And nervous.
And excited.
And anxious.

J.

2011 - A Year of Gratitude
Week 1

2010 was a crazy year. It was a year of transition & a year of learning to completely trust the Lord. It was a time of learning that God is all that I will ever need. It was a time of learning to fall & learning to be caught. 2010 was a year of letting go of some dreams and ideas & embracing new ones. 2010 was the past & I am grateful for it.









Looking back over week 1 of 2011, I think the thing that I am most grateful for this week is the fact that I get to write my own story. I think for so long I believed that I would always amount to other peoples opinions of me, I didn't really ever think about the fact I get to write out my own life's story (under the direction of the Lord, of course). I get to fill the pages of my life with different experiences & relationships.




I think I would like to write in the pages of my life with green ink, the color of "esperanza" (hope), as did Pablo Neruda....



J.