the longing.

I don't know if its the weather or my heart, but I am stir crazy. I long for adventure of any kind. I long for sunshine and wonder. I long for the windows down and my heart soaring free. I want to be wild and passionate. Loving and forgiving. I want to give dangerously. I'm ready for something new. This cold winter that has been hanging around on my skin and in my soul has got to go. It times for sun. For life the way you want it and planned it.

little island.

The weather is beginning to change along with my life. Sometimes all I want is to escape to this place where life is so full and simple. Where I can feel my heart beat and my lungs fill with clean crisp air. You are so big there on that small little island. I think about all the lives you have transformed under that weeping willow; one of them being my own. Just looking at this picture makes me feel home. Father, thank you for rescuing me and bringing me life. Thank you for this island and the friends I have made there. Thank you for being so much bigger than I let you be sometimes; so much bigger than this little island.

next?

memories of yesterdays have become blurs spinning around in my head. baby steps have turned into huge leaps, my future has become my present. i am scared of what comes next, whether that is college or this new dream, i don't know. i can't distinguish between what my heart is whispering and what my head is screaming. and Your voice is so distant in all this. I'm stuck in the maze and You are calling my name, but I can't figure out which path leads to you. help, please.