...and maybe a lot less of my life does than I am used to.
Currently, I am going through big-T "Transition" and it is probably a bit frightening, but I haven't really noticed it yet. Which sounds pretty ridiculous because I just imagined myself walking next to T-Rex and not noticing it. That is a little bit what this is like. This last week alone, I had my last day of regular classes, last day of prep, and my last 4 hour lesson-planning session in the McIntyre library. And they all passed without me so much as taking a moment to acknowledge them. (Unless you count the overly excited voicemail I left Sam about lesson planning.) Friends, this season of my life and the season to come are going to be very different than the past four years. This May, I am headed to CFW with UW-Stout's IV chapter to begin to build relationships with them there, as I will be (hopefully) volunteering with the chapter next fall. This is so exciting because it means I can do ministry with my partner and I finally get to meet all of the students he talks enthusiastically about! This is also pretty sad, because I don't get to go to Eau Claire's week at CFW. I don't get to sit in the lodge and pray with Molly or go on photo hikes with Anna or see Alley experience CFW for the first time. At the end of May, I am taking my $1,200 plane ticket (yikes) to the Chicago airport and flying to Amsterdam with a group of college students and myself. We are staying in a hostel I booked (I didn't even know I could legally do that) and doing bike tours the next day, because we want to. Then I am spending 6 weeks in Scotland, learning how to be a better Special Education teacher. And I'm not even terrified. I'm sure I will be, but the past year has given me an insane amount of confidence in myself as a teacher and in the Lord as he prepares me for what I am called to do. And I'll be in freaking Scotland. I'm sure the whiskey and the tall hills and even just looking at a pair of shoes will make me miss Sam, but we get to figure out long distance for a while, and that will be both terrible and wonderful. July, I will be a man with no home. Except that I'll be a woman living in my friends' apartments. And taking summer classes. And making wedding decorations until my eyes fall out (hopefully not). And moving all of my stuff out of my mother's house because somehow putting a ring on my left finger made me a big kid now. Woooooowwww. Some of my friends have no plans for the summer (terrifying, don't get me wrong). I took the other route, I have all of the plans for the summer. And then I will be married. Living in a new city. Living in an apartment for the first time in my life. Paying for health insurance and car insurance and groceries and dish soap. Living with a man. (He is going to sleep right in my bed with me you guys! Isn't that crazy?! Whaaaat?) So yeah, the Transition T-Rex is chillin' next to me right now (LOL, like a T-Rex could fit in a dorm room) and we are just kind of nodding along as all of these new and exciting and scary things are happening. And things are ending and that is hard. But I see my Creator through it all. He is leading and providing and showing me how I can be more like Him in this life.
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