I would like to thank you for listening to my tales all summer. I can't wait to see the adventures I tell you about as the years progress.
Is it weird to you that summer is ending, little blog? It feels like I was just moving out of the dorms anxious and excited to be living with the Beans all summer and to get to work with youth almost 24/7. It's funny to look back and see what I was really nervous about, the unknown at the time, and see that it has now become the usual, everyday routine. How I will miss it! I'm sort of in the in between right now. Summer is almost over. I'm on "vacation" at home right now, and when I get back to Arkadoo we will be doing back to school stuff for our youth kids, but school for me will not start for another two weeks. So it's a waiting time of sorts.
The apprehension has set in for the new semester already. I always get so worked up over the unknown. My mind goes crazy wondering how things will work and what all the newness holds for me. I mean, so much has happened this summer and I feel like I've changed so much, and I know others have too, so how will it work for us all to come back to OBU and settle back together? I have two new roommates, and my group of friends has expanded, new classes, everyone has new adventures and perspectives, so am I crazy for questioning what this Fall holds?
I think I have a problem with change. I love new things and get bored almost easily, but every time a new stage of life happens the waterworks and nerves go haywire! I remember the summer before I started middle school, 6th grade, about two weeks before school started not being able to sleep well almost every night. One night, I think the very night before school started, walking into the den after bedtime-which wasn't really supposed to happen, I was supposed to be asleep-and crawling up in my daddy's lap as he was sitting in his La-z-Boy chair and just bawling my eyes out because I was so nervous about 6th grade. Dad was so great to listen to all my worries and let me pour my heart out to him and then reassured me that everything would be just fine. Thinking back on it, it's a beautiful picture of what God does for us. He listens to our fears and worries, knowing full well how they will end and that our worries are nothing compared to His plans, but lets us pour out our hears anyway, and then reassures us that His way is perfect and flawless. Beautiful.
Wow Little Blog. I wasn't expecting when I sat down to be sappy...I guess it happens. :)
Well, now that I've spent too much time at the public library, I think I'll have to save the update on the vacation weekend/grandparents'/FC Dallas-Inter Milan for tomorrow or something...but pictures are up on the Picassa web album here. :)
Thank you Little Blog, once again for listening -and anyone else who reads this :) -It's been a pleasure talking with you.
Until next time Little Blog,
very truly yours,
Brittany Nicole
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