On vacation from school this week! SOOOO excited! And I'm not working at Ulta until Friday.
I started a piercing apprenticeship at my friend's husband's shop and I'm there Tuesdays and Fridays and whatever days I want to come in. I thought about going in today but this is the first day in what feels like a while that I have NOTHING going on. The seminar I'm assisting in is on a break this week as well. I don't have church this Wednesday night, so really, I have nothing going on and it feels good! I do have an exam next Monday in Humanities along with a journal entry due but that's not hard at all. Just need to do some studying and start getting ready for my Biology finals the last week of classes.
Seriously, life is so good! I had a small little emotional breakdown last night after church talking to my friend about the direction my life is going. I feel this intense pull to go back to Florida but I'm not sure if it's really a pull or my desire to be closer to my dad. I have these desires and dreams of what I want for my life but I'm a firm believer that not only do things happen for a reason, but I also believe God has a plan for every one of us. (Please refrain from arguing with me on this. We all have our own beliefs and ideas and this is mine.)
So, she advised me to pray about it, which I will. I definitely know what it's like to fly by the seat of my pants and just do things on a whim but it's never boded well for me, hence why so many moves from Florida to Colorado and back. Lack of stability growing up and all that. I don't want to go into things blindly and without knowing or feeling whether this or that place is where I'm supposed to be. I'm torn because I really do like my life here. I LOVE my friends, my job, everything that I have out here in Colorado but I want to be closer to my dad while I can. I mean, my dad's healthy and in no immediate danger of leaving this world but I want to spend the time I have with him while I have him here. I miss having a parent around that is loving and caring and that is always there for me when I need him. I live with my mom but she is far from the caring, motherly type...
Anyway, that's enough. I'm on the verge of tears thinking about it. It's funny because my sister is the same way. It's hard when you grow up with parents that you know to be a certain way and you take it for granted. After growing up with the father I have, I can't imagine my life without him.