© Ann Stautberg
I'm sitting in Panera in Dallas. I walked here from my apartment. I guess technically it's "my old apartment" because I moved all my stuff out today. It's been a bittersweet day. At 25, there are so many things I have yet to experience or am only experiencing for the first time. One of them is major change. In the last year I've made two major moves (to Dallas and then to Kansas City). I've also had two "real" jobs - the second of which I just quit yesterday. Yikes! The year has taken it's toll on me. What happens when you're 25 and you have no idea what you want to be when you grow up? I guess you quit your job and join a medical mission trip to the Dominican Republic, because that's what I'm doing. More on the trip to the Dominican later. But it's exciting. This sounds so cheesy (but it fits with what I'm doing tonight), but I'm beginning to see my life as a blank canvas and I'm only now realizing that I have the brush and the paint.