changes

what to do in the wee hours of the morning? i used to know... sleep. that is what (amazingly) i did in college. go to bed at an earlier hour than most & get up earlier than most.

then i graduated & got a job working 12 hour night shifts.

the beauty of the night. i did not realize that many people live life this way.

advantages to night shift:
less traffic.
laughing to myself at all the people gettting up when i am going to bed.
shopping at walmart at 3 am when no one is there.

yep, that's all that comes to mind.

soon that will change. i am switching to 12 hour day shifts. switching jobs. switching area codes. switching states.

There is nothing permanent except change~ Heraclitus

change can be good or bad, but mostly it is uncomfortable...at least at first. change is what helps us to grow, it makes us stronger. if nothing ever changed, life would be boring and predictable. i want more. i want to be stretched, i want to see what my limits are, though i know the process may hurt. i tell this to myself ahead of time so when i am hurting i will not be surprised.

but it is always the surprises in life that catch me off guard. the things i worry about happening never do. the things i never dream up do happen.

i just trust that when a big curve ball is thrown my way, God will have brought me through enough changes at that point, that i will be able to trust him enough to bring me through one more.

What to say

I don't have anything to say (that's hard to believe). Most of my info & musings are kept in my diary at bedside, not on web for anyone to see. (as if people everywhere are clamoring to read girlLumberJack's log... did you note the joke, it's ok to laugh).


Laughter is good for the soul.