here are some short blurbs on what I’ve been thinking… and learning.
I think that I have realized that the career I want… doesn’t actually exist. Maybe. I’ll have to search. I just don’t know what to call it. I want to help people. I want to be there for teens/young adults who just need someone to befriend them, listen to them, and genuinely care for them. A young girl who is pregnant and needs someone. Someone who is having issues with their parents. Someone who ran away from home.
I know that I will never be a great singer, and will never perform again in front of a crowd. But I still love singing at the top of my lungs when alone in my car fully believing that I am as good as the original singer.
I cannot wait to be a mom. I mean, I can wait til I am married. I am just really excited to love my children. When they come into existence.
I am fully okay with waiting for Mr. Right. And I am fully okay with being picky. I will not settle for less than what I know I need. Mainly, a guy who loves God more than he loves me. And he must fully believe that a relationship requires work, and there is no such thing as the fairy tale romance.
I dislike Church politics. Period.
I love God. A whole lot. I cannot wait for the rest of my life to happen… because this journey is amazing.
That’s about it. For now.
Goodnight. 
