this isn't me anymore

I am not the person I was in highschool - talking to old friends makes me realize that, and also appreciate that.

The 30 yr old Cat Lady Phobia.

In the last week or so, I have been realizing that there is life post-college. Now this may sound strange coming from someone who has at least a year left at university, but I guess I was picturing the boring 9 to 5 job, the typical single-woman condo, and the inability to meet anyone new. Weird phobia? Perhaps.

Anyways, God has really been opening up my eyes to see all the amazing freedoms graduation gives a person, of the numerous opportunities I have in that period of my life, and the ability to ignore that 9 to 5 lifestyle and get out there and go!

Recent bucket list additions: 

- get my wilderness EMT at SOME point in my life, either that or my nursing degree.

- spend a semester in the backcountry

- backpack south america

Praise God for his beautiful creation, for youth and health, and for opportunity.

Soccer Mom

My mom is out of commission due to some surgery she underwent on Monday morning. Where does this leave me? How about driving kids to school in the minivan, making lunches in the little brown paper bags, cleaning the house, walking the dog, buying the groceries and running the errands. Can I tell you how exhausted I am? 

As college students we often complain about the late nights of writing papers, or the huge exams that we sacrifice our friday nights to study for - but this whole taking-care-of-kids thing is beyond that. 

Its mediocre, its mundane, and no one ever looks up to a woman for the way she drives her kids to soccer practice. Its not a profession or a career - its expected and unexceptional, life and love. I guess what I'm saying is that this little practice-run of mommyhood has given me some new perspective and regard for the mothers in my life. These woman are strong and devoted, and deserve some respect.

Go hug your mom, its mother's day on Sunday.

Mr. Golden Sun, please shine down on me!

Wake up at a ridiculously late hour, make bed, check email,  take dog running, shower,  change into new scrubs, clean up house, hang out with family, eat dinner, facebook, play wii, read Bible, watch hulu, fall asleep at a ridiculously late hour, repeat.

My life as a bum for the past few days. 

My mom says its good that I am "relaxing" one week of the year, but I am about to die from lack of activity. I can't wait until the sun comes out so that I can shoot film or do lawn work. Or even until next Monday when I actually have things to do. I think I will fully embrace filling in my mom's shoes while she is recovering from her surgery. Carpool at 8 in the morning will never have felt so good.

Odds & Ends

Collected images thrown together - inspiring bits and pieces.