I saw a commercial today emphasizing the importance of first steps: a baby's first steps, the first steps into a new school, home, job, first steps down the aisle at your wedding. The commercial stuck me for reasons unknown at the time. Only a few short hours later did I realize the sensation of "taking those first steps." Taking a first step into anything is taking a risk. You approach it knowing that things will change, for better or worse, in big ways or small. There's a hope that things will turn out in your favor and you'll be better off for having stepped forward. You're not stepping backward into the past, retracing your steps, but rather moving forward onto an unmarked path praying for the courage to continue onward. I just hope I've brought my walking shoes.
(from 1/2/12)
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.

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