A Little More About Me

Good morning!

(And I do apologize if it is not actually morning. But if you were to live with me, you would soon learn that I often say, "Good morning," whether it is morning or not. In fact, as I am writing, it is definitely not morning.)

I have already given you a brief description of myself in the "A Little Bit About Me" on the left there. But in case you were slightly interested in knowing more, I will give a more elaborate description of myself and my life.

My favorite color is orange, and my favorite food is spaghetti.

I accepted Jesus into my life and have been trusting Him as my Savior since I was young. I have age three or four stuck in my head, but I don't know how accurate that is. I just know I was supposed to be sleeping in my bottom bunk, but instead I asked my sister on top how one prays for salvation. This is the first recollection I have of personally asking Jesus into my heart. Even now as a new adult, living in the top bunk, I can say that that was the best decision I ever made. It has been quite a journey, learning what it means to be one of God's daughters, and is still a constant journey of lessons and discoveries.

I was born third into the family, following a brother and a sister. After me, two more sisters followed and eventually, our surprise little brother, nine and a half years after my youngest sister. We have since acquired two dogs, four chickens, and a fancy rat.

Big families are fun, and I highly recommend them.

My parents thought that we should have as many opportunities as possible. We were all home schooled (and some are still) and therefore, had plenty of time for activities. Most of the time, we had so many that a large portion of our schooling was done in our "Big Red School Bus" (our red Suburban that is no more *tear*). What we didn't manage to complete turned into "ketchup" work on the weekends, during breaks, and on vacations--until I learned the correct way to say it, and we began doing "catch up" work instead.

I will only mention the activities in which I am currently active.

I started playing the harp when I was ten years old. Listening to the Bible stories in which King David plays his harp as a shepherd boy, I was intrigued by the instrument and wanted to learn it. My mom gave us all piano lessons as a musical foundation, then after a few years, we were free to pursue other instruments. My parents gave me the harp and lessons as a birthday gift.
Of course, when I first saw my harp I was shocked and thought, "What in the world is this huge thing?" I was expecting to see a lyre, the instrument referred to as a harp in my Bible.
Nevertheless, I have enjoyed playing it immensely (I don't really enjoy listening to it), and it was a struggle deciding whether to pursue it or dance.

I began taking classical ballet when I was seven, and it is now my career goal. Ever since I started up until last year, I had never really enjoyed it. It was a fact and part of life, and if I were to pursue it, it would be my job, not the love of my life with bonus cash. Choosing my career should have been simple, since I loved playing the harp and was easily able to dedicate four hours straight of practice daily. And after every summer dance camp I attended, I came home burnt out and thinking, "How am I ever going to do this as a career?" I prayed about the issue often, and for some reason or another, I had the feeling that I should go the ballet route. I auditioned for a trainee program in Ohio with BalletMet, Columbus, prayed for a scholarship (even if a tiny one), got a tiny scholarship, went for the year, and actually fell in love with ballet for the first time. I think now that God actually does want me in this field.
Ironically, I ended up getting a stress fracture in my spine along with other injuries during my time there, so I am currently MIA. But I am looking forward to the day when I start back up fully. And in the meantime, I am learning how to not get injured, strengthening muscles I didn't know I had before, and figuring things out through analysis that I would not have had time for if I was dancing all day. Although I miss dancing, I do not regret my time off in the least.

Also in the meantime, I am drawing and, of course, writing, hence this blog. My plan for this blog is to enlighten and possibly educate my readers and to hold me accountable on the updates of the events of my life, since I have been slacking in my journal.

Enjoy!