Been a while since I’ve blogged. Things have been kind of crazy since the day camp that I ran ended. Upon going back to school, I knew that something in me had changed, I don’t feel very happy anymore. It’s kinda funny but I miss being in charge of 40 children and 10 volunteers, all the kids coming to me about the simplest little problems, all the yelling, crying, laughing, singing, etc. I miss it all… It’s not the fact that I was in charge of everything and everything went the way that I said it would that I miss that experience so much, it was all the bonding that took place with the children and the volunteers, it was the fact that I accomplished something that I never thought I could before. Ever since the summer, I’ve been thinking about ways that I can get back to a place like that. It’s hard because even though it seems like school is the only answer to get me back to something that will give me back to this feeling faster, it also feels like school is the thing that is burning me out and making me feel unhappy. In this time it’s also been hard trusting in God’s timing for different things. However, I cannot deny that I’ve crossed paths with people who are meant to be in my life to help me through this time. I’ve made friends who accept me as part of their group and look out for me just because a friend introduced me to them. Also there are other people who would be there for me anytime to the best of their abilities. Even though I have a hard time feeling happy right now, I definitely feel cared for and I know that God is looking out for me.
One example that is extremely fresh in my mind because it just happened two days ago. Two days ago I got into my first major car accident as a driver. I’m not going to go into details about how it happened, but it was out of my control. As soon as it happened, there just happened to be an ambulance there and the paramedics came and took over the situation and made sure everything was OK with me and the other driver. They blocked off oncoming traffic so that we could pull our cars off the busy main road onto a side road before they left. After exchanging contact and insurance information, the other person drove off, but I couldn’t because of the condition of my car. My phone was on the fritz and I saw a light on in a house nearby, so I rang their doorbell to ask to borrow a phone. They had a camera and a microphone and after about two minutes of conversation explaining who I was and what I needed help with, the family opened their door and lent me their phone. At first when I called my dad, he told me to catch a bus home, so I called a friend who I just met this term if he could pick me up and he readily agreed without hesitation. As it turned out my dad wanted to swing by to look at my car anyways so my friend didn’t have to come, but to know that he was that willing to help me made me feel cared for. Everything that happened that night couldn’t have been a coincidence!! What are the chances that two paramedics in an ambulance would be right behind me when I would need them the most. There was only one house with their lights on that I could see and the family readily opened their door to a complete stranger to let me use their phone, and my friend being available and willing o pick me up (even though in the end it was not necessary). Oh and the reason why my dad was able to drive out to where I was was because it just so happened that my mom was not using their car and she is usually out with the car on Tuesday nights. Just try to tell me that all of this was a huge coincidence!!