Hey friends,

Today is the first day I haven't had full time employment in 5 years.  I'm my own hero.  The contents of my life are now on the doorstep of my parents house waiting to get into the crawlspace.

The ticket is booked and I have 14 Canadian filled days till I'm gone.

In the meantime I feel like I'll get a boyfriend.  Isn't that always the way...when you are leaving there is a reason to stay.  Here is my reason....

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hope you are having a good week!   -Ang

In case you are looking at the ground wondering where my feet are.  They aren't there, I have totally committed and jumped with both feet.  Today my resignation letter is sent to my public.

There are times I can't believe I'm doing this.  I have learned a lot about myself this week.  How much I have valued my stability and significance in my world.  I really am giving up everything I have worked hard for so far, and I feel good about it.  So far I have been mostly thinking about the pyschological reasons why a change of pase is necessary.  But this week I dived into the spiritual reasons. 

Man life is tricky.  The biggest thing I think I am dealing with today is where I find my identity, and where I will find it when I give all of that up.

I want my identity to be Christ, I don't want to just put another "hawaiian" coat of paint on what I already am. I want to be completely found in him.

So take away my firends, my church, my job, my family, my fame.  Take away what everyone thinks I am, and what is expected, and we'll find out who I am.

The thing that I keep thinking though, is how much this is all going to hurt.  I feel like I'm looking at a big snowboard kicker, thinking I'll never land it...but I have to try. The pain is just something that I have to face.  I have to allow myself to get broken, to understand my potential.  I have to let God do it.

That's what I'm thinking about today.

Currently Playing Hot Fuss By The Killers see related

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You know it was a good weekend when...

You have bruises from dancing so hard (they kept hitting the arm rests on the chair behind me)  You've got a wrist band and a long distance phone number written on your arm.  (613 992 4211) You spend one night talking till 3.  You visit the states, but only for a couple hours.  You get to see U2.  Someones car breaks down. You have fish and chips at White Rock beach.    You get to hang out with a  rediscovered old friend. Someone else cleaned up. You don't have to pay for your champane.  You feel like things will never get better than this. You have a party in a hotel room.  Your ears ring. You spray paint something.  You feel closer to God. You ended up on a bus. You watch a documentary about a body building child. You never made it back to your own house. 

You've hugged, held hands, screamed, laughed and cried.

You had to tip a hair dresser, 4 waiters, a cab driver, and the maid. 

You have a story your kids will get tired of hearing one day.