Patience is a Virtue.

I honestly dont think I have ever been so ready to close a chapter of my life. Im gonna go ahead and admit that Ive been on and off in cosmetology school for 2 year now and the closer it gets to the end, the longer its dragging on and the more impatient I am becoming. Its just TIME. I really do think the reason I am so antsy is because I have made the decision to move home..so now its like a countdown to not only finishing school but also going back to the place that will forever be 'home' in Indiana. One week down though..plus Im going to have the opportunity to make up hours and come in extra days to knock off some time at the end which works out perfectly. But when I transferred to Paul Mitchell they could only accept 750 of my 950 already completed hours from Regency..so I technically should have been way done by now, but of course I can never get anything right the first time.

I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. Everything. Good and bad. 1 Thessalonians 5:18 says, "Give thanks in ALL circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Jesus Christ." I know that there is a reason why it took 2 years, 2 schools 600 miles apart, and a lot of tears and frustration to get through school but sometimes I wish it were a little clearer. I just cant lose faith now that I am destined to be great at what I do. I absolutely love doing hair; making people feel beautiful and new..I dont even look at it as a job. And I think thats what 'your passion' is supposed to feel like. It really is such a blessing and Im so thankful..I JUST WANT TO BE DONE!!!!! I need to think like the little engine that could right now. "I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.." But then I really did think about it today and I am in my prime. Once school is over its the real world until I retire. Plus cosmetology school means hanging out with great friends every single day that I wont see much once I move home so I really do need to savor this time.

Can I just reiterate that I MISS HOME!? I could always tell what friends' house I had been at the next day by the way my clothes smelled. Know what I mean? Like when you go to someones house and its so comforting because the second you walk in the door you know exactly where youre at and that no other smell could replace that reminder of your friend and the familiarity of a place youve been to a hundred times? Yeah well friends have always said that about my house too but I obviously never thought so because I was so accustomed to it. Since moving away I had unknowingly forgotten what my house smelled like until I have gone home the past few holidays and walked in the door and breathed in comfort that made my heart melt. I literally caught myself stopping as I was walking up the stairs a few times to just take a second to relax, take a deep breath and be SO thankful for the time I had there. Yeah, I miss that. I miss that my moms laundry smells the same everytime and that since our laundry room is by the garage, you can sometimes smell the detergent when you walk from your car to the front door..I always know my moms home when I can smell laundry outside. I miss texting my brother from the other room late at night to see if hes awake only to discover hes just as bored as me and we pick a movie to watch that weve seen a million times but still laugh at. I miss my dad being hilarious at all hours of the day..cracking jokes, dancing to Flo Rida (go ahead and laugh) and letting me know how happy and thankful he is that Im home and how much hes missed me. I miss Makinze and Aimee and Haley coming over super late only to just begin the night..Makinze and I tanning at crazy hours and talking about the serious things in life and how itll always be okay..Aimee and I going through boxes of old things in my room and reminiscing about high school and how weve been through EVERYTHING together and not regretting a single moment of it..and sweet Haley being the most loyal person you could ever imagine, someone who I dont see all the time but we can still pick up right where we left off. I would die without them. I miss the relationship I had this summer. The same routine everyday. He worked and I slept in (muahaha) and then I would go see him or he would come over and we would swim or grillout with my family. We watched countless movies..played wii..just talked and had what everyone sees in movies. It was the best summer of my life. I miss driving around Crawfordsville and having memories at so many places. I miss holidays with my extended family that I only see once a year. I miss my room. I miss my moms food. I miss going out with my friends. I miss it all.

I am praying (still!!) that these next few weeks FLY by. That I get back to home as soon as possible. I honestly will miss the times Ive had here in Georgia but its time to go back to my roots and I couldnt be more excited. Im gonna need a lot of strength this next month and a half but I know theres nothing my Jesus cant get me through. I must be patient..something Im awful at..but something that God is teaching me how to be day-by-day and for that I am SO thankful...

"Yet those who wait for the LORD will gain new strength; they will mount up with wings like eagles, they will run and not grow tired, they will walk and not become weary." - Isaiah 40:31

"And let us not lose heart in doing good, for in due time we shall reap if we do not grow weary." - Galatians 6:9