Another semester comes to a close!

And I can say I will not miss this semester one bit. It was tough. It was challenging. It was so much work. So much busy work. And projects that required working with other classmates. Watching different personalities come together to get a job done! Causing friction sometimes. Bringing emotions to the fringe. But I can honestly say it brought growth as well. And we got the job done!

And Jesus has done a work in my heart. I love it. I love that He's so patient with me. Love it. I love how He brings friends and situations in our lives that challenge us and ultimately bring us closer to Himself.

In addition to being excited about the end of a semester, I'm so so excited to go home. My family has grown so much over the last 2 years. I almost can't believe it. Things I'm excited about doing when I get home:

1. Squishing my nieces and nephew
2. Seeing my love muffin
3. Maybe seeing a friend from HS
4. Hanging with my girl Emsie
5. Eating mom's amazing food
6. Manis and Pedis with the ladies
7. Hanging out with some friends I didn't get to see in awhile
8. Visiting my church
9. Just being lazy for a week
10. Driving 7 hours! Yes I like driving!

But before these things can happen I've got to conquer one last exam, get through 3 days of work, and enjoy part of a weekend here.

I'M EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tears

Tears are healing. It's hard to cry sometimes. To let someone know you are sad enough to cry. It makes you feel vulnerable and weak. You can't pretend everything is okay when tears are rolling down your face and falling to the ground. But it also feels good to cry. It feels good to let someone know you're not okay. To let someone validate your pain.

Someone crying WITH you when you're in pain. That is the epitome of love. That validates your pain. It lets you know they truly get it. When they feel your pain. You know it's real and not imagined. That its okay to be in pain. That your pain is warranted. Thank you for crying with me, friend. Thank you for feeling my pain. For validating my hurt. For not being afraid of my pain, but for sitting with me in it. Next to extreme joy, it's one of the greatest feelings in the world.

Dear God....

I'm mad at you!

-me

Dear God.

My heart is sad.

Me.

Weekend Roomie

So it's the end of the semesty. I have 3 papers, 3 exams, and 2 presentations left. Grant it one of the presentations we don't have actually present, just prepare the powerpoint and submit it. So glad I won't have to get up in front of the class yet another time.

I have a roomie for the weekend. My friend Rachel from work has a roommate who's hubbs is in the Navy and he's home for a few days so she came to stay with me for the weekend! It's been fun. We walked today for about a mile then cooked spaghetti, drank wine, and watched a movie. Such fun. I miss having someone to come home to. Someone to talk the day over with. Someone who would miss me if I wasn't here.

Changes

Spring is here! Spring brings new things and change. Flowers bloom. Birds sing. Warm breezes flow. People appear on the beach. Spirits lift. Spring is always so refreshing after a long cold winter. It is a welcome respite for people who have felt trapped by the winter. Spring brings anticipation, excitement, and hope that the cold and dark of winter will be gone.

I feel like my heart is coming out of a long winter of desolation and death. Shattered dreams. Unfulfilled desires. It is springtime in my heart. God is doing something. Changing things. I don't know what's going to happen and that's the beauty of it. I have a new love for life. An anticipation that there will be good things in the future. I have hope that things can change. That I can change. There is an excitement that the cold and dark of my winter is gone!

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I finished physical therapy yesterday after 3 months. I've gotten used to my new leg, I've made so much progress with it. I feel so much more confident in my walking. I can't wait to go out dancing with my new friend! I really hope these last few weeks of school don't kill me. There is so much work to do and so little motivation to do it.