a tribute to this blog's title and my thoughts

i have this nagging feeling that time is going to go by way to fast!!! i am fearful of the future, really scared - everything is going to change in 4 weeks. life as i know it will be different.

in the past 4 years i have been through a lot of changes, a lot of tough situations, just a lot of stuff. i can't even recall a lot of it, but i know that the past 4 years of my life have been HUGE!!

i remember driving into loma linda for the first time with mom (i often have deja vu when i drive over the bridge on anderson on a sunny day), i remember being a 'one night stand' like it was yesterday, going to Nepal was days ago, i remember fro yo with kristyn, daniel, chad, and ashlee after step 1, tea with the girls at Martha Greens, Valentines day with Gina and Greg at Kettering, Chicago with friends, and the day i got my first job interview during 4th yr...all these things are so vivid in my memory, the good and the bad. photos have been captured to memorialize these things, but they are partially unnecessary.

with all the stress and craziness of the past 4 years, my life has been at least somewhat tame and predictable. it's been 4 years since i moved across the country. when i think back to those days i remember the ticks - seriously, i had these involuntary twitches in major muscle groups that were conjured up by high stress. i moved 36 hours from my family and friends and from what i knew to this hot dry place. i lived on my own for the first time ever, i survived a prowler in the night, i learned to fix appliances and my car (with dad's help on the phone), i learned to budget my money, i learned a lot of things that weren't at all medical. most importantly, i made amazing friends that i will never forget. now i look back on my move as one of the greatest blessings of my life. but now it is time to go back, back to being closer to my family and friends (but still not super close), and i am once again scared. i am once again packing up to move to a strange place (at least i have been through this city once or twice) where i really have no close friends or relations. i will be living all alone for the first time in my life - i will be making enough money to financially support myself for the first time in my life (at the age of 25) - i will have a real job with real responsibilities and real lives in my hands. once again i am terrified.

BUT when things terrify me the most, those are the times where God can really work and where i can find the biggest and best adventures.

24 is my favorite number, but i also have a particular fondness for 25, i always said that my 25th year would be my best one yet, it hasn't let me know and i don't think it will!