talking about sex to highschoolers on sunday.
pretty stoked. should be good times.

it hasn't even been a week into this new semester....and already i feel so much more peace. no rushing to work, to school, to home, to bed, to sleep, and then awakening to do it all again. (did i mention sitting in traffic....!?) why do we compress so many things into such a small amount of time? i'm enjoying space now. no classes this semester!! though i fight at those voices in my head telling me that i'm lazy and wasting time... i am choosing to listen to the other small voices telling me to rest and listen. will i go onto a demanding doctoral program when i'm 28? maybe. will i be a super old mom? maybe. will i move to oregon? maybe. will i stay in la? maybe. will i move to chicago? maybe. will i go back to a non challenging master's program to be an MFT so i can be a mom sooner? maybe. will i be satisified with that? maybe. will i be in debt? most likely. will i learn to trust myself in the midst of this? maybe. will i be stressed about these decisions? most likely. but...will i experience God in the midst of this? will i stop and listen? will i remember that i'm not alone? will i embrace the fact there isn't one right choice amidst these? will i learn to make these decisions and movements with dan? will we continue to love and be loved? will we watch lots of jack bauer? most definitely yes.

this is what i know.