Spring Break=Roadtrip

Back in December I decided what I wanted to do for this year's spring break. I wanted to go back to San Diego. My one stipulation: find a job. No job. No money. No plane ticket. No San Diego. Needless to say, I was disappointed when job searching kept hitting dead ends. So I made the tough call and told Becky it would have to be some other time.

I thought I was going to have a bum spring break, which the traveler in me hated, but it all worked out quite perfectly. Me and my Vibe drove all over South and North Carolina before heading back to Georgia. Florence, Charleston, Surfside, Raleigh, Wake Forest, and Greenville to be precise. And a funny thing happened, I got back my love for driving.

You see somewhere between the terribly slow Florence traffic and the standstill insane Atlanta traffic, I lost it. In fact, I dreaded getting in my car. I'd rather let anyone else drive before I would. And it's sad, because I would sometimes take the long way back to campus when I would drive through West Palm during the college days. (A weird habit that only me and one other person in the world knew until this moment) I just loved it.

That aside, I still had a great break. I got to see nearly all of my dearest friends and family, some of which I hadn't seen since last summer. It was crazy to spread my time the way I did, but I'm glad I got to see people if only for a day. It didn't matter that I was deliriously exhausted when I got back here to Atlanta. People you love make you do crazy things.

My biggest epiphany came out of a Debbie Downer moment I was having that turned my frown upside down. :) Some of my close college friends living in New Hampshire started writing these email updates on their lives, so that we wouldn't lose touch. It was a great idea, and I love them for treasuring our friendships that much. But as I read their little updates, I couldn't help but feel that my life was not nearly as outstanding or exciting. (Sometimes I have crazy thoughts, remember?)

It took until my drive back to Atlanta to realize just how full and amazing my life is right here, right now. I'm so blessed. I have loving friends and family all over the map. I may not have a job right now, but I'm working right now towards learning how to do the most fulfilling job I can imagine. I am completely loving my church, but I'm still working to find my place in it. I'm ok with that. I haven't adopted any pets. I live alone, and the answer to my favorite question, "So are there any cute boys in your life?" might always be no. Only God knows.

All I do know is that I'm surrounded by some truly amazing friends here. Some days I may struggle to stay afloat, but it has caused me to need more of God than I ever have before, to depend on Him and trust in His goodness. He's taught me things I never would have learned in my busyness and independence. He still has a lot of work to do in me and hopefully through me, and just because my life doesn't compare with someone else's, doesn't mean well...anything.

I am blessed.