Wednesday, June 30, 2010
In His hands now....
I have been in a funk lately that I couldn't seem to get out of. I finally figured out how to get out of it. I have decided that there are things that I can't control and I have left it to God. It is in His hands. I know He has a plan for me and I know that He will take care of me. Just wanted to let you know! :-)
Quarter Life Crisis
I am going through what I like to call my quarter life crisis. I am 24 almost 25 years old and I have no flipping clue as to what I want to do with my life. Oh I have a Bachelor's degree in Psychology, and in the perfect world I would be almost done with my Master's if I went straight through. I am actually glad that I didn't do that. Like I said before, I have NO clue! I want to do family and marriage counseling some days, then I would like to do school counseling some, and then I think I would be so happy at a desk all day long doing busy work.
I also I am going through something that I don't know how to describe! Its not exactly a faith crisis, its more like I want to figure out what I believe. My parents come from two different religions. They are very drastically different. I understand both of them for the most part. I want to learn more about both of them and figure out what I think about them. I know what I have been told about them in classes in college (I went to a Catholic college so I had to take religion classes) I just want to make up my own mind. My parents are awesome because they have never tried to force either of religions on my sister, brother, and I. We are baptized in one and I know that they both believe that it has been an issue sometimes, but I think that they respect us to make up our own mind! And I love them for that!
I also I am going through something that I don't know how to describe! Its not exactly a faith crisis, its more like I want to figure out what I believe. My parents come from two different religions. They are very drastically different. I understand both of them for the most part. I want to learn more about both of them and figure out what I think about them. I know what I have been told about them in classes in college (I went to a Catholic college so I had to take religion classes) I just want to make up my own mind. My parents are awesome because they have never tried to force either of religions on my sister, brother, and I. We are baptized in one and I know that they both believe that it has been an issue sometimes, but I think that they respect us to make up our own mind! And I love them for that!
Me and My Mom!!
She likes to try to talk while taking pictures!!
And I look super pale next to her!!
P.S. Angi you would be proud only the second take and in both my eyes were open!!! :-)
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Books, books, and more books!
If you know me, you know that I LOVE to read. I could make a career out of reading. Well, probably not because I only love to read what I want and on my own time table.
I have been in a funk lately and I didn't know how to get out of it. I know I was bugging people with my funk because I was bugging myself! You know it is bad when you are conscious of how depressed and annoying you are. I have been talking to Angi about wanting to read the Bible. One day we went to Barnes & Noble (my favorite store) and were looking around and I remember seeing a book on my last trip called The Power of Positive Thinking by Norman Vincent Peale. I really wanted to read it because I was being so negative about everything that I needed something to help me change my way of thinking. I haven't gotten very far in it because on that same trip that I bought that book I saw a book called Guy Like Girls Named Jennie by Kerri Pomarolli in the Christian Inspiration section. It is about the author's dating relationships and how they lead her to be closer to God. It got me interested in it when I read the back of the book.
This is what it says: "Discouraged with dating books written by authors who married just after puberty and then tried to give relationship advice-'I didn't meet my husband until I was seventeen, and I'm so glad I waited'-stand up comedian Kerri Pomarolli decided to write her book as a single woman in the trenches trying to meet Mr. Right."
"In this tell-it-how-it-is book, Kerri offers a glimpse into the mind and heart of a single woman as she shares her personal stories of joy, frustration, pain, and late-night snacks. Guys Like Girls Named Jennie is a humorous and moving story of one woman's search for real faith and true love."
I am about half way through this book and it was so good. It is funny and moving. It has helped open my eyes as to what is good for me and what I need to change about myself. I think it is giving me more confidence about myself.
Then we went back to Barnes & Noble a couple of days later and found a book called Princess Unaware by Brenda Garrison. Again I am not very far into it because I have been reading the Jennie book as I call it. I will let you know how the Princess book goes as I get further in it.
This is the Princess Book.
I'm really bad at this......
I know I know...it takes me forever to write a post! I figured I better get one up here before Angi, my best friend, gets home from Florida.
And speaking of Angi, her and her husband flew down to Florida last Sunday out of our local airport. In the airport we have an aviation museum, in which my grandma and grandpa donated some of my grandpa's air force memorabilia. I haven't been able to go see it because it is upstairs in the terminal and I rarely flew and if I do it is very rarely out of our airport (normally its really expensive.) But since she was going there I asked her to take some pictures of his things!
This is his bomber jacket with the yellow bombs signifying the number of missions he flew. On the jacket is also a piece of metal shrapnel that hit him.
This one is his honorable discharge papers.
I am so lucky to have these pictures and I can't thank Angi enough!
And speaking of Angi, her and her husband flew down to Florida last Sunday out of our local airport. In the airport we have an aviation museum, in which my grandma and grandpa donated some of my grandpa's air force memorabilia. I haven't been able to go see it because it is upstairs in the terminal and I rarely flew and if I do it is very rarely out of our airport (normally its really expensive.) But since she was going there I asked her to take some pictures of his things!
This is his bomber jacket with the yellow bombs signifying the number of missions he flew. On the jacket is also a piece of metal shrapnel that hit him.
This one is his honorable discharge papers.
I am so lucky to have these pictures and I can't thank Angi enough!
The last one is my grandpa standing in front of the plane he flew in wearing his bomber jacket.
My grandpa was so proud of his service to this country. He was a true American and proud of it! And I was so proud of him for his bravery and his ability for unconditional love for his family and friends. He is my inspiration in everything I do. I try to make him proud of me for the way I live everyday. He was one of the best men I know and love. The anniversary of his passing is right around the corner and I can't believe his has been gone for almost a year. When I think about it it sometimes feels like it was yesterday and I miss him everyday! I love you grandpa and know that you are looking down here from Heaven and taking care of our family!
Friday, June 4, 2010
Day Off!!
Last week on my day off I went for a drive most of the day. This week I had a productive day off! I woke up this morning and started to clean and clean and clean! I really needed to do it and I figured it was a good day to. True, it was gorgeous but I opened the blinds turned on my iPod and got to work! Of course, this was after my 3 cups of coffee! Yes, I know I really need to cut down to one cup...maybe 2 everyday. But I feel as though I deserve it.
It was a stressful week at work and I don't forsee it calming down anytime soon! It really sucks when I am not thrilled going to work. I have only had one other job in my life and I LOVED it!! I used to work at a tanning salon and was unofficially the assistant manager. Considering I worked there for 8 and a half years, I earned it. That job got me through high school and college. I used to complain about it all the time when I was working there, but looking back now that its no longer open I miss it so much. Its not just the job that I miss. Its the people. My customers were the best customers anyone could ask for. Working there so long I got to get to know them and their families. I got to see their kids start out tanning for vacation in middle school, then tan for prom and graduation. The clientele that we had was such a close knit family and it felt as though they extended that to me as well. I would have some customers who would sit there, ask me how I was doing, what was going on in my life, and talk to me about everything under the sun for a good 20 minutes. I miss them! And when you think about it, that is something that we are missing as a society. Going out of the way to ask someone how they are doing today and really listening.
I would really like to be somewhere that would happen again. Or at least somewhere I am happy to be. I know all jobs are stressful but I would love to be somewhere I can be myself and love what I do.
It was a stressful week at work and I don't forsee it calming down anytime soon! It really sucks when I am not thrilled going to work. I have only had one other job in my life and I LOVED it!! I used to work at a tanning salon and was unofficially the assistant manager. Considering I worked there for 8 and a half years, I earned it. That job got me through high school and college. I used to complain about it all the time when I was working there, but looking back now that its no longer open I miss it so much. Its not just the job that I miss. Its the people. My customers were the best customers anyone could ask for. Working there so long I got to get to know them and their families. I got to see their kids start out tanning for vacation in middle school, then tan for prom and graduation. The clientele that we had was such a close knit family and it felt as though they extended that to me as well. I would have some customers who would sit there, ask me how I was doing, what was going on in my life, and talk to me about everything under the sun for a good 20 minutes. I miss them! And when you think about it, that is something that we are missing as a society. Going out of the way to ask someone how they are doing today and really listening.
I would really like to be somewhere that would happen again. Or at least somewhere I am happy to be. I know all jobs are stressful but I would love to be somewhere I can be myself and love what I do.
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