Life, love, and the future.
Well, this past week has been crazy. Last Saturday was Jen's prom. I feel bad cause most of the music played was rap and they only played 7 slow songs the entire night. :( I wanted it to be special for her, but freakin' people wanted rap. Gah. It's prom. Slow dance more!!!!!!!!!! Anywho. Afterwards we got to slow dance for about an hour which was nice and I think made up for it. :) I'm still finding orange sparkles nearly a week later, though. :P Didn't go to church Sunday, but when I was up until about 6, I don't think I would have been coherent enough to even attempt. *shrugs* Sunday was nice, though. Then volunteered twice this past week, and Thursday left early to come back home and hang out with Jen. Burned her a CD. It was nice and we were basically having fun until she called her grandma.
It's amazing how quickly the world can change. That's the second time in a little over a year my perception of the world has changed drastically. The first time was Paige's birth. The second time was learning that my youth pastor's younger daughter, all of 2 months, died in her sleep Wednesday night. It reminds you of how fragile life really is. If a 2 month old can die when she seemed to be perfectly fine before putting her down to bed, how fragile are our lives? And it got me thinking about my future. About what I want to do. A moment like that leads to reevaluation of what I'm doing with my life and what's really important to me. You know what I discovered? Colelge isn't important. Love is. My girlfriend is very very important. Also, I discovered that I've been neglecting my writing. It just lets you know what's important to you. And we should always keep that in mind when we're making potentially life-changing decisions. What's important to you?
It's amazing how quickly the world can change. That's the second time in a little over a year my perception of the world has changed drastically. The first time was Paige's birth. The second time was learning that my youth pastor's younger daughter, all of 2 months, died in her sleep Wednesday night. It reminds you of how fragile life really is. If a 2 month old can die when she seemed to be perfectly fine before putting her down to bed, how fragile are our lives? And it got me thinking about my future. About what I want to do. A moment like that leads to reevaluation of what I'm doing with my life and what's really important to me. You know what I discovered? Colelge isn't important. Love is. My girlfriend is very very important. Also, I discovered that I've been neglecting my writing. It just lets you know what's important to you. And we should always keep that in mind when we're making potentially life-changing decisions. What's important to you?