It’s been a crazy whirlwind of a summer and there are so many things I could talk about but right now this post is a shout out to my girl Becca Stephens! I love this girl and am so blessed to have had the opportunity to hang out and grab some photographs with her this summer. Watch out, hot stuff ahead! 🙂
Love you Becs! Keep your chin up and lovin Jesus 🙂 Life’s gonna be amazing and crazy but you can do it! ::hugs::
So we flew on a jet plane north to Tuguegarao (it’s just as much fun to say as it is to spell)
This is the face of how Hannah and I feel about May. It’s a no good terrible rotten time. Too much change, too many goodbyes, beginning a love hate/relationship with skype. But that is the life we lead, it is the nature of the expat/missionary life. When you venture to a place far away from the home and people you grew up with the world suddenly becomes a much bigger place. You can’t unmeet people and forget that life is going on without you in each new place anymore than you can forget that life goes on in the place you grew up, went to school, church etc. Sometimes I’m like whhhhy did I open that door? I cannot shove it shut! I cannot forget you people! But then I recognize that it’s only such a painful experience because it’s such a great experience. In the end, your world gets smaller because your friends begin to populate the areas between you and the people you love that are furthest from you. I could just play hopscotch across the globe and find pieces of my heart that were stolen from me (okay okay, I gave them willingly). Anyway, you get the idea.
This post is hard for me to write. Mostly because it’s hard to describe the experience with words. For those of you know the kind of experience I had with my senior theatre project at Cedarville then you understand exactly the kind of emotions, awe, and wonder that this production evoked. It truly was a midsummer night’s dream. NOT intentionally PUNNY! (The hot season in the Phils or summer is from from March to May. Our play was April 24-26. :o) The great thing about Shakespeare is that it a blank canvas, you can do whatever you want with it. But I’ve come to realize that the blank canvas can also be TOTALLY overwhelming when you aren’t an abstract thinker. Thankfully, I had willing people around me who stepped up to help brainstorm, design, choreograph, buy fabric, paint, sew, and tell me the ideas I did have weren’t crazy (even when they were). I felt like the luckiest director in the world as I sat in the audience and watched our creation come to life.
For those of you who do not know what or where Corregidor is (and there’s a good chance you don’t really know since history books