Unfortunately, I think I'm now an adult

Story time! When I was very young (because I am retelling this story as it was told to me by my mother because I don't remember it) I used to have a lot of nightmares.  Any time I was too afraid to sleep, I would wake up my mom (pretty sure she wasn't thrilled about this).  She would take me back to my room, put her arms around me, sing a song to or with me, and we would talk about why I was afraid.  And then, we would pray about it.  And nearly every time I would go back to sleep quite quickly.  But, according to her telling, there was one night when we prayed that I mentioned that I was ok because my angel had arrived to guard me.  This kinda freaked her out, and even more so when I pointed to the foot of the bed behind where she sat to a place with another indentation, despite the fact that no one had sat there and my legs didn't reach that far down the bed to muss the covers. So what does an angel look like? Well, for the angel in that story, I h...

The center where I will be working My future computer classroom!  This week, I got to see pictures from my future home and it made me feel so excited, frustrated, and guilty! Obviously I'm excited to go and begin to learn from and with the church and specific youth I'll be working with. Also, pretty obvious why I'm frustrated, since I'm still here when I would gladly have left two months ago given my own preferences.  And the guilty part is the persistent feeling of ineffectiveness while I sit here, feeling unproductive and like a bit of a burden to those supporting me.  It completely stinks, and yet I have realized that I am so tremendously blessed. So I'll tell you a bit more about what I have been doing, and then I'll explain myself about that previous statement. Going to Pinot's Pallet with the youth So I volunteered to be an "adult" for the youth group outing to a local studio that sets you up with materials and instruction o...

Hello there, people of the internet! (I suppose, if you stick around online long enough it becomes akin to a "Children of the Corn" sorta creepy situation, but, hey, you're here and I'll take whatever audience I can get, so thanks!)  You might, at this point, be asking yourself "Holy cow! Is this girl ever gonna actually LEAVE???" I know you are asking yourself this, because I've been asking myself about this, too! I mean, this is my 27th blog post (so if you've become really bored and only recently tuned in to this process, I encourage you to take what little free time you probably don't really have, procrastinate semi- to highly-important things, and dive into the archives with a forgiving nature to my weirdness and ways). Obviously, the road from Florida to Brazil is a long one (that I won't be taking because airplanes are much faster), in fact, it seems to take longer to get there than any other YASC placement this year (be sure to c...