The Reflecting Pool

So, here I am.  Trying out this whole blog thing.  Haha...thanks Kayla.  My life write now....doesn't feel like it's going anywhere anytime soon.  Now I'm a pretty active, must keep going forward kinda girl, so being stuck here in this ditch is killing me.  On the mission, everything was planned.  School and a part-time job was never an option.  Let's don't even throw in the whole boy stuff because that's a car wreck of an idea.  But the moment I stepped off that plane, into my old, strangely foreign yet familiar world, all these things came speeding up at 90 mph.  Voila. Welcome Home Soeur Stay.  It's all new, yet all so old.  I just don't know what to do with myself.  I mean, I've been blessed; I have this great little job, my family is great, I have wonderful friends, and...and...I still feel stuck.  I want to go to school SO bad...but where? when? and what in the world am I going to study? I'm so lost.  Typical.  I always seem to be lost.  But it will come, right?  It will...I just got to take each mile at a time, each road side marker when it comes, and finally, one day, perhaps I'll catch a glimpse of where I'm supposed to turn.