The days are flipping by, and as they do, I am getting more and more excited. You know of course that August the 12th is a big day for me. Bishop J will decide on that day where he will place me in his diocese. You cannot imagine what that means for me. Up until now my future has been somewhat of a dream. Now it is becoming reality.
My family keeps asking me to change my ticket to a much later date, like November or December. There is so much more we would like to do: a camping trip in the mountains, watch the leaves change color, maybe Christmas together. I cannot deny I would love to do it all. But at the same time I get a little anxious. You have to take into account that my family works. I am not able to be with them 24/7. There is a lot of slack time that I need to fill in, and after a while I get jittery. I really need to get back to work, or rather, start over again.
How I wish today were the 12th. But you can't rush time. I just have to be patient. I am not a very patient person at times.