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It’s been rainy and dreary for the past couple of days.  And the rain makes me think.  A lot.  Scary, I know : ) And since I am coming to the end of my Junior year, and actually the end of my year blogging for Albright College, I decided it was a really good time to look back on the past few years and see what I see. 

Change.  Wow.  You know, when you are in the middle of all of it… growing up, I mean…you get buried a bit in it.  But, once you have come through some of the really…

I set a centipede free this morning. Mind you, my first instinct when I see a bug is to … you know… get RID of it…. But I was on the phone with my mother. I made the mistake of freaking out, and telling her my plan to dispose of it. My mother has a simple way to handle bugs and other creatures who wander in…if they were in the house, get them outside. Unharmed. And oh…when we were little, we would proudly bring a lizard or frog up from the creek or the field, my mom would admire it, then…

I actually cried at work today.  I’m not particularly proud of this, mind you, but it is an interesting story, and while I’m at it, I will admit that I cried just a little during my Thursday class, too.  Okay, and Mason has seen some tears this week, too : )

Let me start by explaining that I am really sick.  Really sick.  I am on steroids, asthma medicine and antibiotics… I’m tired, achy, dreadfully cranky and whiney to boot (which you will all attest to after reading this)  Add to…

What do you want to be when you grow up?  I mean, they have been asking us this question since we were so young, and really, it becomes such a source of stress once we graduate from high school and realize that we actually have to make some choices based on that very question.  What school are you going to choose, what major will you take and what classes are you going to begin with?

I watched a video this week that inspired some serious thinking.  It was about making your life about…