Uncharted Territory

These last couple weeks have been very much like a time of uncharted territory. In the Fall I plan to move on to graduate school. In just a few weeks I will move out of my own house (and let me tell you, that closet of mine is more than uncharted territory. There are sections in there that are like the deep recesses of the North Pole). The incredibly-exciting-and-at-the-same-time-frustrating graduation application process has begun. My car is at an almost unbelievable 20,000 miles in just over one year. I've spent time with my grandmother, whose dementia has noticeably progressed. And tomorrow, I leave for a couple of places I have never been to: Richmond, VA and Washington, D.C. I am thrilled at the new travel experience I will have under my belt, and afraid that I won't pack the right clothes to keep me warm in a harsh Northeastern winter. I am excited at all the changes that are happening or about to happen, and afraid that I will make some wrong decisions. It is crazy to think that my life will be very different a year from now, and even more incredible to reminisce over where how my life was this time last year. Things are very, very different. And they are about to become unrecognizable. But all I feel is joy. Peace and joy. And the occasional freak-out. But hey, that's normal. Mostly, this feels awesome. I covet your prayers, especially over this trip I'm going on. I'll be back on Saturday, and have to hit the ground running to finish this semester well. I pray, pray, pray that I will finish the race well.