I confess that I forgot that I write on a blog. I also confess that I became discouraged by the lack of feedback I had been getting about my blog. I needed to realize that I didn’t start a blog to get feedback. I started a blog years ago so that I had a way to write out my thoughts, feelings, and goings on. That being said: here are some of my thoughts on life and summer.
First off, I am still reeling from the fact that this is the last summer of my college career. I typed that and just (internally) shook my head a million times. This cannot be happening already. However, I am excited about all the possibilities open to me. As my mom once said “you are ready to take on the world”. I just wish I knew which section of the world I will be taking on. As of now, I have absolutely no idea what I will be doing a year from now. Does that scare me? To death. Do I know God will take care of me? You bet.
The second part of what my mom said to me was “I just don’t know if your body is ready for you to take on the world”. She may speak a bit of truth but I am ever the optimist. Why yes, I have gone to more doctors/specialists than is exactly normal for one 21 year old in the span of a summer. Why yes, I go to physical therapy twice a week. Yes, I do push through an anxiety disorder every other day.
Even with all of those yes’s of negativity, I am optimistic. I am 21 years old and I have my senior year ahead of me at an awesome college. I love my job, some of the classes I will take I have been looking forward to for years, I love my roommates, I love my friends, and I love the possibilities ahead of me.
I sit & watch the Olympics and see all of these young adults who have made their dream a reality. They have pushed through injury, more pain than I probably have experienced, nervousness, missing their families, and so much more. Yet, they have been able to follow that dream and do what they always wanted. I want to look back on my life and say that I did the same. I don’t want to regret things that I did not do, I would rather enjoy the memories of all the things I did & the people I did them with. I don’t think God made us to sit idly by, I think he wanted us participating in life (well, not the getting drunk, carousing, sinful part but everything else yes) and sharing His love while we are at it.