French Toast

There is the smell of french toast wafting down (do things waft down? or only up?) from the apartment above me. It smells so good and homey. My mom made french toast almost every day when I was growing up and smelling it really takes me back. Thanks for all those yummy memories mom!

Rituals

If you grew up in Christian circles at all, you will understand this. People are always telling you that God is where your value can be found, not people. So read your Bible and pray and be close to God and stuff like that and then you won't have to worry about how much people like you or listen to you or care about you...and stuff like that.

It's probably true.

But I like being around people that like me. I've noticed that I tend to heavily gravitate towards groups that like me. I have a friend group that let me be "the healer" because I would come in and have good talks with everyone and then things would get better. This lasted for quite a while and I glowed in the glory of being wanted.
I take care of sick people. My co-workers love me because I take shifts for them and go out of my way to help out all the time. I have friends because people would say, "Your the only one that..." I am completely content when I am needed.
When I sweep into patient's rooms, they instantly love because I have a cute haircut and red hair and dimples and can still smile even though we are in a hospital.

When one of these fails to meet my need for value, I move onto a different one. It becomes a consistant ritual...finding people that need me.

People need each other, but God doesn't need us.

Does he?

How to Starve A Rock...

This weekend my good friend Laura and I went to Starved Rock State Park, located in Oglesby, Illinois. Laura lives in a Chicago suburb and has been enjoying her freedom as an adult with a full time job at a church in Arlington Heights! She drove down to meet me at the park for a hike.
Starved Rock consists of several canyons nestled among the Illinois River.



The park gets its name from a group of Indians that holed themselves up on the rock to defend against their enemies and starved to death before they could win.




The views and scenery were beautiful break from the usual flat lands that Illinois has shown me so far...






All in all it was a fabulous hike and made me miss my homeland which is full of beautiful hikes!

PS 61 days to graduation!

Current Coping Mechanisms

Glass of wine and a 9 o'clock bedtime.

And putting hoops in my nose.

I wrote you a letter but I never sent it

I did it for myself.