To begin this blog [again - because the first post was from over two years ago], I thought I should start off with my very first journal entry ever, for humor’s sake.
I was a fifth grader with an interest in writing “short stories.” Around this age, I started writing countless tales about a girl named Bernadette who had many siblings. I also wrote a couple of pages about a baseball-loving boy whose fate was to get hit by car while chasing after his baseball. [The clever title for this little gem was “Getting the Ball.”]
All that to say… I was in fifth grade when I received my very first journal. My class was doing a Christmas gift exchange. [Yes – it was called “Christmas” in school back then.] I don’t remember how the game worked, except that you could pick a present and if someone else wanted it, sometimes they could steal your present. I remember picking a purple Winnie the Pooh journal and being anxious about someone stealing it from me. Fortunately, no one did, and here is the very first thing I wrote in my precious Winnie the Pooh journal:
[Well, first, I apparently needed to remember what friends I liked, what "friends" I didn't like, and what boys I had a crush on. After the two pages of lists… here is what I wrote around Christmas 1998…]
I really, really, really, really like Brian. But whoever reads this cannot tell Scott. If you do, you DIE!
I don't think he knows yet! So let's keep it that way!
If I had Brian's phone number, I would maybe call him and ask him out.
We would probably go to the rock-roll arena and couple-skate. That would be awesome.
[days later]
Guess what, my dream came true!! I got asked out by Justin!!
Justin wanted Joey to ask me out. My face got red. I was embarrassed.
Joey couldn't wait for the answer so he said, "I'll give you until 1:45 to think about it."
Then he changed it to 1:35! And, well guess what I said. Yes!
[days later]
I dumped Justin! It just felt uncomfortable, Scott not knowing.
Then at the Valentines Party at school, my friend asked Justin out for me when I didn't want her to.
At recess, Justin and another one of my friends really don't get along, so I dumped Justin again!
That was just a taste of my little fifth grade world. Boy crazy, I was.
Fourteen years later, I no longer have an obsession with writing about boys and keeping lists of who I like and who I don't like. As I was perusing through all of my old journals, it is interesting to see how my passions and thoughts changed. I went from writing all about boys and drama, to writing all about basketball [I played the beautiful sport for about 12 years], to writing about my dreams and fears and passions and worries and et cetera. It's also encouraging [and not-so-encouraging sometimes] to see how my relationship with God has evolved over the years. More on all of this later, but, for now...
Allow me to introduce myself.
I married the love of my life, PJ, in August 2011. We have a dog - MoJo [I will probably mention him a lot]. I am currently in training for a marathon. I try to cook. I almost always have to have my morning cup of joe. I have an unhealthy fear of people, but I crave community. [Go figure.] I strive to love Jesus. I sit in a cubicle for forty hours a week, and I love to paint my nails. Basketball was a huge part of my life until four years ago, but I'm still an athlete at heart. I love to play board games and frisbee.
What is the point of this blog, may you wonder.
Well, I really like to write, but don't get me wrong - I am far from an aspiring author. I invite you to join me as I journey through life... learning how to be a Godly wife [hard!], learning what it actually looks like to love Jesus and how to do that, learning how to cook!, learning how to be the salt of the earth!, et cetera. [I have much learning to do.]
Farewell, world.
