Wake me up when September Ends…

This time last year I was sitting on my bed in Japan, when the song by Green Day played on the radio. Even though my reason for wanting September to be over then was different than the song’s meaning, I still felt it worked. I can’t believe it has been a year already from that time I was so alone and ready to be back home.

Now, September has passed unnoticed. Suddenly October is next week and I don’t feel like I have accomplished near what I should have. My name is changing forever in just over 2 1/2 months, I don’t have a job, we haven’t finished the things we need to do…


Wake me up when September ends…

89 Days


It is hard to believe that September is almost over. 11 more days until October and 89 days until the wedding. Time is flying by.

I have recently started going to a small group in Colorado Springs. It is a “20’s” group with people from my parents church. I really enjoy the fellowship, though it is hard to break in. History is important. The people are great and I feel welcomed, history just takes time. It is so nice to be able to meet with other people my age once a week. I took this for granted when I was in college, and I regretted that when I was in Japan.

I am still looking for a job, but a girl at my small group works for Compassion International and has been sending me open jobs. Which is really cool. 🙂

I am so excited for my life to start… the waiting for it to happen is the hard part.