"crests of waves"
Oxford is a currently a huge mess thanks to the up-and-coming debate. I have lost my parking spot now thanks to what has been designated as press territory. There are now even less parking spaces for the student and everyone is fighting for a good spot. The trek students now have to make is good exercise although. As I am not prone to exercise this is probably good for me.
You know there is something rather comforting about live journal. When I log on here it is like seeing an old friend.
God has a sense of humor. I have always vowed that I would never teach, but I find myself to be doing just that. The scary part is that I am actually enjoying it for the most part. There are hiccups and it is not perfect, but I find that I love working with children. This is a revelation to me and I am not sure what it means.
I also have this desire for family and being a mother. God has brought me to a place where I find that I am definitely okay with just being a wife and mother if that is all that He wants of me. People so belittle the importance of that place and I have become passionate about defending it. I never thought I would be there either and I do not know what that means. I have become downright girlie.

