May:
Moving back home was hard, I wasn't sure when I was going to be able to leave again, and since my family drives me a little bit nuts, I was needless to say concerned. But, moving home was my only option so I did it. The first couple weeks of being at home was so incredibly stressful, not with my family really but knowing that I wasn't going to go back to Fox and figuring out how to tell them that was a different story. It also meant I had to figure out something else to do this next year which was a little bit of an unfamiliar thought. It was not easy having the conversation with my mom, some people would think I was throwing away the past three years of my life. That was not how I saw it. The past three years at fox has made me the person I am today and I would not have traded it for anything. It was decided that I would start at PCC this coming school year, and so we began the process.
June:
I, in all complete honesty, do not remember much about the month of June. It seem to go by so fast. My friends were all home from school now and this meant I was never home. Thus, very little drama. All I really remember is that I spent an entire day with laura driving up and down the oregon/washington coast and it was heaven. Also, tilikum. Enough said.July:
July began with the 4th in St.Paul. For those of you that don't know, I work in St.Paul, and they have a big rodeo every year on the fourth. I had been planning on quitting my job there for a couple months, but I decided to do it after the fourth since it is our biggest business day of the year (ps. as of now i still work there, but i am being worked out). it was a really exciting day and an awesome way to kick off
the month. July also meant middle school camp. I LOVED my middle schoolers and it gave me a chance to start reconnecting with some of the people at my home church. It has become very important to me to do this because they are a part of my family. I am going from living with Christian roommates and attending a Christian School, to living with my agnostic parents and going to a very secular PCC. It is a little bit of a scary thought. But anyways, the girls in my cabin at camp were absolutely amazing and I love being able to see them around. They are going though so much stuff in there lives that 13 year old girls should not have to deal with and it breaks my heart. This month was also when I started working more on my photography, starting with Laura. It is definitely something I want to continue doing.August:
oh dear me. All summer there has been so much drama in my extended family, and being as I live 200 miles away, I only get to hear about it and not see it. That changes in August. The second week in august is always the Douglas County Fair, and it is always a family event. With cousins in 4-H (Which I did till late high school) we get to stay at the fair all week. It is actually pretty fun, the cold (if any) showers, the massive amount of bad food, and the smells of all the animals. I pretty much live for it. And as much as my family and I don't see eye to eye, I love them and love being able to spend more than a day or so with them. It was a little dramatic, but I won't bore you with details. I spent most of the time with my cousin and her husband (which is totally exciting all on it's own, cause she is pregnant, and due on my birthday, and we are close so it makes me practically an aunt!). yeah, so august = drama. Not to mention it being super hard. Starting in the middle of august all of my friends started going back to school, including everyone at fox, which was probably the first time I was a little sad I was not going back. It also made me realize that I don't really have a life or many friends in beaverton. My life, for the
past three years, has been in newberg. And still very much is. But I have been making some new friends and they are all pretty awesome! Another august event was the Luis Palau festival, it was massive and you all know about it, but I think God really began something in me that weekend. Not at the festival, but in a woman named susan that I met late at night after the festival was over. She was homeless and deaf, but such the sweetest woman ever. She wanted to know Jesus. God has been working in me so much this summer, teaching me to trust in Him, which has been so important just in these last couple weeks.September:
I realize this is getting long, so if you decided to skim, this is probably the most important month (FYI). This has been the hardest month in a really long time. If ever. And it isn't even over yet. I have never constantly prayed so much in my life. But there has been so much that I have needed to give to God and it still continually surprises me how faithful He is (because being Human and broken, I apparently don't learn the first time). He has been there through my relationship with my family and others, and through my brother starting college (He moved to PSU yesterday.... yikes!). He has been with me through tragedy after tragedy and even in my own stupid mistakes. Right now, I think He is guiding me to India. I am not positive, but God seems to be taking care of everything that would be holding me back (funny how that happens when you are supposed to do something). I continue to learn more and more about Him everyday, and that gives me a shining moment of peace in a whirlwind of Chaos. Even if sometimes the Chaos is a little fun.
Hopefully, I will remember to keep whoever reads this updated. But updating to no one is fine too. Sometimes I think this is more for me than anything. Things should be getting even more interesting. But I'll let you know.
Peace and blessings.
Jess
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