August 28th, 2009
it feels so good to be back home. i can’t even explain it.
however, it doesn’t quite feel the same. things are certainly different – we’ve all spent 4months away from each other, of course we would change. it just feels so weird – things are so different yet they’re so familiar. it’s an interesting feeling being an upperclassman. i’m not as totally excited about what new things would be coming as i was last year. it’s almost routine. but yet, there’s still a whole lotta new that’s going to be coming my way in this first semester that i’ll be challenged from.
all of my family hasn’t arrived yet either, and we’ll be adding new members this year. it’s crazy. i’ll still have my family. always. but new people will be coming in, new dynamics, new surroundings. it blows my mind how new everything will be. but it’s not so new.
i just hope i don’t push out what God wants to teach me because i’m scared.
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August 22nd, 2009
it was so much fun to hang out with my brothers again. i really missed them and all the male friends i have. it’s crazy going to a school with a 4 to 1 ratio, girls to guys. i miss having the extra testosterone around.
the tree of us celebrated our birthday together today – we were all born in july, the 22, 23, and 24. afterwards, a trip to the dollar store, so i could buy my broseph some dorm stuff as his birthday present.
even though i’ll be leaving my brothers behind, i’m sure God will bring some new brothers into my life to fill the gap. i love their point of view, sense of humour, courtesy, activity, everything… i really love my brothers. i’m thankful for them.
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August 19th, 2009
i’ve been praying specifically for you lately… i hope you don’t mind. especially with these restless and sleepless nights, i think about you and if you’re going through the same thing, too.
i hope you appreciate all the changes i’m making for you, and that you’re saving yourself for me like i am for you.
i can’t wait to meet you.