Hello everyone and happy September! I know, it has been a terribly, terribly long time since I’ve posted. What can I say – I’m human and let it slip through the cracks. But I did want to stop by, say hi, and mark a quick two cents about fall.
I’m sure you realize it, and I’m sure you’ve seen different articles about how people feel differently about fall. I just want to say I love it. I love the steadiness and feeling like there is a routine to a year (if that’s even possible). I love the changing seasons and colder weather (which I seriously live in the wrong state for). Fresh school supplies, crisp leaves, vests, scarves, riding boots. This is my time of the year, minus PSL’s. (Just not a fan there…)
I remember when June started, I posted on Twitter how crazy it was that it was already June. Let me say, I do not feel that way about September. August felt like it lasted 483 days. But I digress. So one of my dad’s friends commented on my post and said it was a new season for new opportunities. BOY did that end up being true. Even though we’re “technically” still in summer, it is coming to a close this month and we’ll be entering fall. This time of change got me thinking and reflecting on the past few months of my life. Now, I want to share those catch-ups, changes, and lessons with you (except I’m going back to February)
First things first, I finally had a dream come true and bought a Grand Cherokee. More than anything this has not only taught me responsibility (ahem car payments) but also pride in the things I worked to accomplish. I worked hard for this one.
Secondly, I ran the Cowtown again this year. But beyond simply running, I did the Cowtown Challenge. A 10k on Saturday and a half-marathon on Sunday. It. Was. Hard. But I also realized how much stronger I am than I thought I was, and therefore had a very emotional moment with my dad at the finish line.
Holy moly, my niece turned 4! It’s hard to believe. She’s such a little ray of sunshine even in life’s hardest times. Her pure heart is always there to warm me up. And yes, she had a batman themed birthday party. And yes, it was awesome.
GUYS, another dream come true…I got into the Marine Corps Marathon. In all seriousness, this will be one of the (if not the) toughest thing I ever do. The training has already kicked my butt enough. But I can’t wait to share all the lessons I’ve learned from this process.
APRIL (get ready for a long one)
First things first, one of my closest friends from Orange got married. All I can say is I bawled like a baby at the wedding (especially when she read a letter from her late father). Still, I’ll say take the time to catch up with old friends now and again. It’s definitely worth it.
Secondly, I met PETER FURLER of the Newsboys and sang I Am Free with him at Klyde Warren Park in Dallas. I can die happily now. (Nothing insightful here, it’s just cool)
Here’s the biggie – I went to Virginia!! Let me tell you the trip was everything I had hoped it would be and more. It was so exhilarating to get to visit this place I’d been dreaming about for the past 3 years. And one of the most important parts of my trip was when I stood on the shore of the river in Yorktown and made a comment about how much I wanted to be there and my mom told me she believed I’d make it somehow. Anyway, here’s a quick (and I mean quick) overview of the trip in pictures.
And lastly, we finished the trip off with a dinner at Virginia Beach (we’re identical, I know)
Sorry to report nothing exciting happened in May or June
I spent a weekend getaway at the lake. Here’s a couple things I learned: don’t bash unicorn floaties because they’re great to lay on, former Army Rangers are great at piggy back rides, the sillier you do the Wobble the more fun it is, love your stick figure drawing of yourself, and be thankful for the time you get to spend with friends old and new.
So guys, I had an existential crisis that I turned 23 this year. Don’t ask me why, I just did. Maybe it’s because I’m 23 and my life isn’t the way I thought it would be. Maybe it’s because after Taylor Swift’s 22 song, there’s nothing cool for your 23rd birthday. Maybe (probably) I overthought all of it. But I did ring in 23 with a rescue horse named Geronimo. He was pretty great.
And lastly (and probably the most important), I quit my job and embarked on a new adventure. I now work for Fellowship Church in Grapevine and I do everything from administrative work, receptionist, spiritual development, and even the communications department is after me. Everything. It has been an interesting change of pace, but I’ve loved it. I’ve wrestled with the idea of ministry for a while. I guess I always thought it had to be a mutually exclusive thing, that if I worked in ministry, I couldn’t do anything else. I realize now that’s not true. Instead, I’m working toward combining all of the things I have a passion for.
Remember when I said I was told a new season is a chance for new opportunities? Well this was the peak of the peak. This is going to be a tremendous growth opportunity and I am so excited to see how I grow in this position at the church.
And that’s all for now. I am so excited to be reconnected with everyone and to see where this new season takes us!
P.S. Everyone please remember to keep Southeast Texas in your prayers. Currently 54 counties are in a rescue, relief, and rebuild process because of Harvey, and Hurricane Irma is already barreling through the Atlantic. The rescue is going well but there’s still SO much that needs to be done. Please remember any donation you make will help these victims tremendously. I donated to the North American Mission Board, but I encourage you to donate where you feel your money/time/items are best served. Every little bit helps!