A new start

Sometimes life changes leave me feeling a bit schizophrenic. Coming down here to Missouri for grad school was a fulfillment of my dream of pursuing philosophy, but I had to leave Frank behind to do it. It's hard to loose a boyfriend and a best friend at once. I understand that we need to date other people, or we'll never be certain if we have the "right person," but emotional ties are hard to sever.

The excitment of meeting new people and having wonderful new adventures is counterbalanced by pining for what used to be. The rush of learning new dance steps and dancing with new partners is pitted against the regret of loosing a wonderful dance partner. Then with classes, the freshness and excitiment of learning new material in a field I love is offset by my fear that I will not learn quickly enough or be competent enough to survive the program.

It's times like these where I'm so glad God is there to lead me through the mental confusion and show me which course my life is meant to take.