waiting & trusting

Silence on this front mostly because I wrote a long post while in HK, and it’s now lost into internet oblivion. Then I lost all motivation for rewriting it and that is why.

No deep ruminations, other than I feel like I’ve been a hermit since Christmas. Some have taken offense to that, some just understand that it’s part of my routine of seeing people every once in a while, although it is more pronounced at this point.

Man, I am bad at keeping in touch.

I am also bad at writing consistently in my blog.

Well, here’s one down, many more to go.

out of the wilderness

It’s been my second week of nursing school and, despite all my insecurities leading up to this, it’s been really good.

The past year and a half out of college have been far from horrible, but not exactly optimal either. While everyone else was working great jobs, getting engaged&married, or deep into school programs, I felt at a standstill and at square one. It’s one thing to talk about future plans, but another to actually be advancing on those. Discontentment was, unfortunately, the name of my game.  Now that I’ve finallyy started, I feel like I’m out of the wilderness. That there’s progression. That I’m no longer wandering (not that I’ve been wandering 40 years…).

I don’t want to say that my joy is circumstantial because it is certainly not, nor am I at the end of the tunnel (esp with starting a 2-year program? Definitely not!), but it is wonderful seeing forward momentum.

While the past 1.5 years had its low points, I have SO much to be thankful for during my time off. I returned to my OG city love, SF. I ate a lot of good food with even better friends. I found a new church family and have been l-o-v-i-n-g it, maybe minus the long drives. I visited Boston, Philly (x2), and NYC (x2, and now my other city love). I visited HK for my first solo trip and added stamps from Japan, England, and France to my passport. I learned new, hard lessons and kept relearning the same ones about identity.

Suffice to say, it’s so weird to think this “chapter” is over, even though I’m staying in the same place. Excited for what’s to come though (:

a little bit behind…

Just got back from the East Coast on Thursday night and am still a little jetlagged, which (sadly) translates to a normal person’s sleep schedule here.

Other than that, so thankful for sweet time with a dear brother & sister, breathing room, & coming back with fresh eyes & a renewed spirit. It was so needed.

Per my tradition for the second straight year, I finally penned up my resolutions for 2011 on a plane ride. I already had them in mind, but I was wondering if I should add more. However, the problem with last year’s is that I had WAY too many; in fact, I had forgotten at least 40% of them halfway through the year. I’m keeping it simple this year with 3 basic aspects: spiritual, physical, mental/creative.

1. Read Bible in one year chronologically.

2. Sleep by 1 am every night.

3. Make a dress & wear it.

Here’s to 2011.

traveling mercies

I was making my biweekly commute to the south bay for church Sunday morning in the rain. I was exiting east off of 280 at Sand Hill Road, which is one of those roundabout exits. I was following another car as I was turning when I realized that my steering wheel was locked to the right, and I basically slowly spun out until my car stopped perpendicular to the road. Thankfully the Lexus SUV behind me stopped far enough behind me to avoid hitting me. Interestingly enough, I was strangely calm from the moment I thought, “Uh-oh, my steering wheel is stuck,” to the moment I could basically see the SUV behind me through my passenger window. I wasn’t even really shaken up or anything afterwards. I just waved at the lady to thank her for stopping, straightened out my car, and drove very carefully under speed limit for the rest of the day. But seriously, thank God for His provision. But if I had spun out on the freeway or if cars were following me closely, I would have essentially gotten T-boned. Not to be cliche, but it’s strange to think how fragile our bodies & lives are.