I have been struggling with many things and quite frankly, I just haven't felt like writing anything. Shocking, I know, especially since I like to talk. A lot.
What I really need is a long vacation to my favorite spot in the world, where it wouldn't be a vacation at all, but a mission to help the sick and cure the hungry. If I could, it is where I would be permanently.
It's raining as I look out my office window, and I feel like it is washing away everything that I have feared, hated, cared about, and missed in the past month. (Just the month, nothing more) I am glad of this because I know that it is God showing me that He's got this whole thing called life under control and that I should quit worrying, quit trying to control my life, and that He loves me.
