
I need to get out of this town. I'm going completely crazy. Driving MYSELF crazy. I haven't been able to get away since last October. For some people, this wouldn't be a big deal. Work, kids, church, activities. Valid reasons to not get away. I can't do this. I am not made this way. I feel so exhausted. If someone pulled into my driveway right now, and said, "C'mon Ape, let's go!" I wouldn't even ask where we are going. I would just go. ANYWHERE!
In the last few years, I have realized that there are certain people in my life who God has given me...to remind me of who I am. Whenever I see them, I feel like I am home, even though they live FAR from my home. I feel like I get a piece back of myself that has slowly been sliding away. I haven't seen these people in about five months...some of them even longer, and I feel like myself... the person who I am certain of, is almost gone. I feel like this empty shell, just walking around...smiling at those who smile at me. Trying to give when I don't feel like I have much to give.
At the end of this month, I plan to take a trip to the east coast with my family. This will be a vacation. Unfortunately, many vacations with my family have left me feeling even more exhausted than when I am in the daily grind. Though I am looking forward to this trip, I realize that it takes up the money I would use to see my other friends...I'm taking donations.
God is doing so much in my life right now. I love my church, and I have developed a strong desire to read Christian authors, explore theology, and a desire to know MORE! Even the verses and stories in the Bible that I have read so many times before, offer insight...and I feel like I can feel the heart of those who were writing. This sounds cheesy, but it is true. I have begun asking God, "Where are we going?!" I am so excited to find out. I'm getting really excited for my trip to Nicaragua in August (and completely nervous for several reasons). I don't want it to be so far away. I've always felt God pushing me to travel, to offer support to those who are hurting, to provide help for those in need. Maybe that is why I am training to be a therapist.
My grandmother always told me that I was dreamer. This quality has stuck with me for my whole life. I can't imagine living a life where I live in the same house, taking my kids to hockey practice for 18 years. Having the same job until I retire. When I think about it, my eyes glaze over, and I think...BORED! There is whole world to see! (let me just say that I am terribly close to my family...I stopped by my brother's work this weekend, just to give him a hug. Going where God leads will be really hard for me. But how can you turn Him down?! I can't let my fear consume me).