The first week of the semester is over, and it's been kind of intense. I have five English classes this semester, and three of them are literature classes, one a reading intensive Language and Linguistics class, it's easy to say that I am going to absolutely love my Poetry Writing class. Poetry is going to be my detox class.
It's funny, with the start of this semester I find a new kind of peace.
Last night I watched Despicable Me with some friends. Afterwards we were all talking and at 11:11 I said, "Make a wish!" Both of the girls with me wished about a boy. And I thought to myself, "I don't have anyone to wish for." And that was okay. As much as I want to be on that path to wife-dom and motherhood, I am at peace with the fact that I am not right now.
Over Christmas break I did a lot of cooking and cleaning, and now I am learning time management--patience. I am learning my "God-lessons" as I like to call them. When I'm in the thick of it, and I'm fighting with God about how well I need to actually learn a lesson, I find myself thinking that he must surely be learning his own "God-lessons." And I know that we will both be better for this wait.
"Some things are certain." [Arwen]
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