thunder

through tear-filled eyes, I was welcomed with a South Dakota thunderstorm as I crossed the last state border of my journey back. Not sure why the tears were falling in the first place, but yet unable to stop them. The crashing thunder and bright streaks of lightning brought the urge to floor the gas pedal. One more hour until I'm home. I fought off the tears eventually, and was greeted at the door by a family eager to have me back. My heart is confused, but I am certain that God is in control. Surrender here I come.

Now here I sit...at home and unsure about what is next but trusting.

speechless!

I have never been surprised like this before.
Being surrounded by so much love and encouragement - through hugs, giggles, conversation, and the AMAZING journal that I will cherish forever. This night was...hands down... the most memorable night I have had in a very long time.

Thank you for your kind words everyone, you all mean so much to me and I am glad to have a Bellingham thread knitted in to everything I do.

One short week remains!

hold on loosely

coincidence that the song playing as I drove to the Inn tonight was "Hold on Loosely" by 38 Special? I think not. Thank you, Lisa. I trust that He has something bigger.

March already!

I have one question: What happened to February?! I know it is a short calendar month, but geesh. Who knew how fast an entire month can fly by!

My time in Bellingham is coming to an end, and as the days linger on I am doing my best to fill my time surrounded by people. I have always been a relational person. (Hey, as an almost college grad I have learned that instead of saying "I like to talk" I should say "I am a relational person" -- Thanks profs!) My mind never stops, and it feels like I am rocking on a boat. Running back and forth actually, trying to find a balance for my emotions. I am overjoyed to have parents with arms open for my return, but am clinging to the arms that welcomed me to Bellingham. I am ready for the open road... I have a LOT to think about and somehow driving always helps me to process my thoughts and talk to God. But I will miss being able to drive down the street and have my own "Dashboard Confessional" time with whoever lands in my passenger seat.

ahh yes. bittersweet. Packing has been bittersweet as well. The fun part is dumpster diving for boxes, not so much interested in trying to figure out how to take my furniture apart/use my tools/decide what to bring home and what can stay. Blech.

By the way - I am ready to shed light on a situation for the blog readers: I didn't get into physical therapy school. (GASP!) This presents an entire list of pros and cons that I have mentally been keeping track of for... oh a few weeks now. For example:
pro: I get a break from school.
con: I have to find a job.

pro: I can re-examine where God is leading me and pursue other options or find out what I need to do differently in order to get in next year.
con: I have worked so hard to earn the education and grades that I already received, and can't imagine having to retrace my steps.

pro: my initial career path (nursing) seems to be opening up again
con: I convinced myself last year at this time that I wanted to be a PT instead of a nurse

enough of that deep stuff - on a lighter note! I am finally done with lots of school work that made me feel like I was breathing out of a straw. Sometimes it even felt like one of those tiny red coffee straws,that are meant only to stir with and you need like 8 of them in order to get any liquid sucked up... well I had only one and I was NOT getting enough air! Good news: my straw expanded today to a coffee can diameter. Now I need to gear up for finals week. Which means that this week can include baking and cooking...! YAY!