Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Today.

What a beauty of a day. My alarm clock went off this morning...I rolled over, said "Nope, I don't want to go to school today!" So I didn't. Instead, I puttered around. I love puttering. It was a good way to spend a Tuesday.
I went looking for wedding shoes...instead, I found some really cute black ones.
If anyone knows of a good place to get white ballet flats...I've been told I'm running out of time...

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

And then reality hits...

And let me tell ya, it hit me hard. Cody can attest to that!

Now, I am fully aware that the wedding is coming up soon...45 days to be exact, but who's counting? :)Everything's coming together relatively stress free...unless you're me...then it's a little bit stressful!

The reality that hit me? I have to leave home. I love my home. I love living in the country, having supper with my crazy family, being in a familiar setting....

I was watching Friends when it happened. Chandler and Monica decided to live together, therefore, Rachel had to move out. She was all packed up and leaving, and her and Monica were all teary eyed and hugging, knowing full well that they would see each other soon...but they wouldn't be living together. Well, I started to BAWL. Nearly hysterical. I tried to hide it, 'cause come on, crying at Friends??? LAME! But I couldn't hold it in.

I'm going to miss living with my family dearly. I know that when I move out this time, it's for good. And yet, I know I'll be back to visit, I know I will see them. But still...I don't want to miss out on all the good stuff! But, like Cody said, I need to move on, so we, together, can create that kind of space for our eventual family (not any time soon Kyra).

I was an emotional disaster that day, and the day after...but I'm okay now. I'm excited to be married, a little excited to live in the city, and really excited to start creating our home.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

In case I wasn't busy enough...

My mom came up to me the other day and said "You better start training! The marathon is coming up soon!" To which I replied, "Ummm, what?"

She signed up my whole family to run the relay in June. AND DID NOT TELL ME TIL NOW! (apparently she mentionned it last year...I do not recall such nonsense!)

I can't even do the shortest leg of the relay because the boy has a bad knee and back, so by default, he gets it.

I probably should start "training" soon. I really don't like running, but coming from a competitive family (myself included I suppose), I don't think they'd appreciate me walking the 6 miles.

So that's that. If anyone wants to go for a run, and actually likes running, could you come drag me out with you???

Thursday, March 13, 2008

the labyrinth and me...


Yesterday at school I had the chance to walk a prayer labyrinth. I'll admit, I was a little skeptical of it all. It looked so "cult-ish" to me. The lady who spoke to us about the labyrinth told us that we were not being forced to participate, that it was our choice. If we decided to go ahead and walk the prayer labyrinth, all we had to do was step in, and continue moving forward, one step at a time.

I decided to give it a go. It was a weird experience at first, and I really wasn't sure how this was going to bring me closer to God. I'll be honest, on the way towards the center, I really was more focusing on what I had to do the rest of the day, what wedding plans were left, and trying not to bump into people. I kept wishing there was an "easy exit", just so it would be over faster. But I kept at it.

When I got to the middle, I stood in one of the 'petals', and prayed...then turned around to walk out. As I was walking out, I knew that Jesus was walking beside me, one step at a time. I knew that a weight that I had unknowingly been carrying was going to be left in this place. When I got back to the entrance/exit, I had to make a very delibertate choice about stepping off the labyrinth. Would I truly let this weight go? Would I leave it? I was almost a little scared to step out.

But I did...obviously, or I'd still be sitting in the chapel at Prov. I have moved forward, and I know that the weight is gone.

I have found comfort and peace knowing that Jesus is walking with me one step at a time.

Monday, March 10, 2008

it's good...

It's amazing what one week of no school, no work, afternoon naps, and making the executive decision to wear flip flops at my wedding can do. I feel great! I even went out and watched hockey at 11pm. No big deal! I feel free and spontaneous again. I feel happy, I feel...stress free! Is it possible?!? YUP!
I don't even care that I have to go back to school on Tuesday and write 2 exams. I say bring it on!
I'm gonna go stress free until the wedding...or at least try to...talk to me after I've been back at school for a week...

Thursday, March 6, 2008

...

Sometimes you just need to sit beside someone. No words need to be spoken, being beside them is enough.

Monday, March 3, 2008

me, the basketcase...

I think reading week came at a perfect time this year. I'm pretty sure if I had to go to school this week, I'd likely lose my mind. Someone told me that I should call my blog "I'm still stressed..." Maybe I should. I don't know why I'm so stressed all the time. I feel like an emotional basketcase, and let's be honest, no one likes a basketcase Dana. I'm looking forward to this week of rest, no homework and catching up with friends. I don't like being a basketcase. I'm going to work on that. Perhaps I'll take up basket weaving to balance this out?
At any rate, my reading week started off quite hilariously:
Billy Graham special on TV
Bottom corner of the TV?
For a personal relationship with Jesus, call 1-800-.....
I just might have found Jesus' phone number...