Peace about the future

I talked with my dad the other day on the phone. I told him: "The closer I get to graduating, the more unsure I am of what I want to do."

I started off as an English major with a concentration in Creative Writing. It was so fun for a while, but I decided to switch to Applied Communication during my sophomore year. I can still practice writing skills, but it's a far more interactive major. For example, nearly every Comm class guarantees a group project; these are learning experiences whether one gets a "good" or "bad" group. Communication is a general major, and success is pretty attainable in these classes. I'll be honest and say the past few years haven't been too challenging--apart from the workload and time management, of course. The work ITSELF has been simple. (A friend told me I'm probably just ridiculously smart and my classes SEEM easy. Thanks, friend!)

Anyway, I'm two months away from putting on the cap and gown once again, and so many thoughts have crossed my mind:

I want to be a pastry chef
I want to be a speech pathologist
I want to teach ESL somewhere far away
I want to write and edit
I want to go to graduate school

I feel like a little kid again trying on different outfits and pretending to be different characters. It's hard to pick only one!

Right now my struggle is to invite peace and live in it. I'm very much a planner and want to KNOW what's to happen. My husband is very much the opposite. He's a NOW guy.

Speaking of NOW, Josh is currently in a job interview. He looked so handsome with his tie on this morning.

Oops. Tangent. More on this later.