Just a couple of quick updates:
A new addition to my family just last week- Jessica: a 2014 Subaru impreza. My baby! First new car, and I'm loving every minute of it.
I've recently begun reading the series by Dan Brown. "Angels and Demons" was great, "The Da Vinci Code" was better, and I'm about halfway through "The Lost Symbol", another very good, gripping read.
Now that I've been able to exhale after a weeks worth of new car excitement, I now have the pleasure of holding my breath once again as I discover the displeasure of a car loan. Fear, I've come to know, can dangerously rule ones life. It can hold you back, cause you to make decisions without any thought to future well being. It can even withhold your decisions, making it near impossible to live and love life.
I had to get over a hump; a small, speed bump in a life long path of rocky, potholed, curvy, dangerous roads. This small obstacle was difficult to face. Payments, responsibility, and more responsibility. But what I have been failing to realize is what comes as a result. After the fear and responsibility comes a definite satisfaction. The satisfaction that I really can do whatever I want. It's weird (and cliche) how I can look back on all of the motivational speeches we've heard growing up, all the teachers trying to play life saver to the impressionable pupils. They said that we could be whoever we want to be; dream big, and go for it. It makes more sense to me that those catchy phrases should have had the reality of responsibility and accountability within, for very few teenagers are attentive enough to engage in anything other than the first few seconds of a speech in a high school auditorium. Nonetheless, learning through experience is the only fool proof in life. And that, I can say for certain, I have done.
What happens next in my life, who knows. But will fear dictate my actions? Jessica doesn't think so.
