Getting Ready

I arrived in Virginia for training this past Tuesday.  Leaving home is indeed sad but there is something beautiful in unexpectedly running into friends on similar journeys while at the airport in Charlotte.  I guess it just serves as a reminder that I am not alone and that those around me are cycling through feelings of fear, sadness, and excitement just as I am.  I find myself very grateful for the support and encouragement I have received.  

My time here is very structured on weekday mornings with evenings and weekends free to do our readings and research or boondoggle.  The temperature is dropping and I am really missing Abuelita hot chocolate right now as I attempt to cut back on my coffee drinking.  

Everyday something reminds me of my time at Wheaton, whether it be a face that resembles a friend I haven't seen in a long time or a comment someone makes.  Or the fact that I am in a dorm instead of in one of the apartments :(  These memories make me smile as I remember how God has worked in my life before.  He is always putting people in my life that give me joy when I need it and that pray with me on the darker days.  He got me through the past (almost) twenty four years and He will be there for these next two years.  And that gives me hope.

Bienvenidos

I've been threatened by a good friend that she will make up a blog for me if I don't do it.  So I decided to take preventive measures and listen to the demands (or advice) of others.  I have trouble staying in contact from those I am physically far away from.  I don't want to disconnect and this blog is an attempt to prevent that.  So welcome and thanks for reading.