Sunday, August 19, 2007
The Last Frontier
I am aboard the Carnival Spirit with a breathtaking view of Alaska behind me:
This is what our ship looked like in port:
Here we are striking it rich in Juneau. Panning for gold is painstaking and addictive (rollin', rollin' at the river!):
In port, the rugged Alaskan terrain brought out the raw adventurer in us:
Time on the ship was spent doing a variety of things like towel folding!! This is a dog:
Even a big ship like us had to be careful of Pirates!:
Saturday, August 04, 2007
New
I will be working in a smaller building wich houses the upper elementary:
I have also been cruising around in a new car which, we (Katie, Mary, and I) have named Summer Girl (as an ode to our summer days together):
Of course when anything new comes about, there is always a death of the old. That is why change is so difficult. My life is changing, has been changing for some time. I am in transition, which is at times depressing. I am missing a lot:
I miss Barak, he was my friend
I miss my girls, whom I have 4 days left with
I miss my cousin
I miss my band, and singing, and leading worship (at times)
I miss having friends I can call up at any time, they are all gone
I miss having a hopeful picture of my future
I miss believing good things will always happen to me
I miss my dreams and expectations, they are shattered
The hardest thing is moving forward.