Here is a sampling of my mind's wanderings throughout my first year of teaching and first time living on my own; nothing extraordinary, just simple, short, and sweet. My friend Alli asked that I create a blog so she could follow my adventures, and I have willingly obliged.

"Nothing is more practical than finding God, that is, than falling in love in a quite absolute, final way. What you are in love with, what seizes your imagination, will affect everything. It will decide what will get you out of bed in the morning, what you will do with your evenings, how you will spend your weekends, what you read, who you know, what breaks your heart, and what amazes you with joy and gratitude. Fall in love. Stay in love. And it will decide everything."-Pedro Arrupe, S.J.

8.13.2011

21 Questions...or was that 45?

A camper at summer camp, a very inquisitive camper actually, inspired this entry. He is a lovable 8 year old who simply enjoys picking your brain. Not in an annoying way, though, he just wants to know more about this place we live in. If you haven't guessed yet, he asks questions-a lot of questions! Some may seem like they're "personal" or too invasive, but he's not trying to intrude, just wanting to know more. My question: At what age does it become socially unacceptable to inquire about someone's life or events that happen? Why is it considered adorable when a young child asks if your brother is going to die when he gets deployed but had someone older asked the same question they would have been chastised for being crass? Sometimes I wish the innocence of childhood could stick around just a little longer.
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