Colorado and Cookies

Colorado was just as wonderful as one might suspect. The Navs have a beautiful castle up there that I've wanted to see for a couple years now, and I finally got the chance. I got to see some dear friends from the past, make some new friends, as well as get to hang out with current ones- all while getting sound Biblical teaching and praising God for the stunning Rocky Mountains.

The van ride was quite the experience. I love road trips to begin with, and it was fun just observing our group. I feel like everybody fit into an archetype. We had the Child, the Jester, the Cavalier, the Theorist, the Plotter, the Optimist, and the Flirt. In the van, we played Bull & Klingon, sang Christmas carols to people over the phone, read, took naps, discussed video ideas for next semester and just got to hang out with some cool kids.

Sadly, it was bitterly cold in Colorado as thermometers were warming up if they registered anywhere above 0. Oy! Mostly I say that to sound tough. I hardly ever went outside during my stay there. As much as I may complain, keep in mind that I very much enjoyed it.

On the other hand, it is great to be back in Texas. Mom and I made an army of snickerdoodle cookies in preparation for Suzanne and Jake's arrival (but mostly for Jake's because he's the one that eats them by the dozen). Notice the missing ones off the tray. I had nothing to do with that. ;)

Graduation

In less than 12 hours, a ceremony will begin that marks the end of one of my stages in life.

Not exactly because I will still be in school, but the point is that I feel like I don't deserve it. What kind of 20 year old has a diploma anyway?

I'm too young. I don't know anything. Theoretically, I could be entering the working world, but who would hire me? I don't have any real plans (much to the dismay of my mother), no way to make money or support myself, no experience... I'm just feeling so ill-equipped to be where I am.

Someone recently told me, "you don't want to be the person you're becoming." That was a blow. Definitely had a tearful drive after that one. As if personal identity isn't a big deal or something. Thankfully, my go-to gal is a gift from the Lord and immediately refuted all the terrible things that were said (and also responds to texts at 2:14 am as I am reflecting upon my life and thinking about graduation). But still, those things were said even if they aren't true. And what if maybe they are a little true?

I don't know. Who needs sleep on a night like this anyway? The moon is gorgeous tonight.