I’ve never really liked talking about myself. I always feel uncomfortable in job interviews when you’re supposed to discuss your good qualities and point out your strengths and sell yourself. Okay, uncomfortable is an understatement. I hate it. And now my first assignment as a blogger is entitled, “About Me.” Great.
So here are the basics: Female. Brown hair. Brown eyes. 5′ 6″ tall.
I could eat chocolate chip ice cream every day. I detest pickles. I enjoy reading and writing and singing and encouraging and riding my bike and playing with my dog, Jingle. I dislike being interrupted, fickleness, and inconsiderate people. I wish we were all men and women of our word.
My motto is pretty simple: Love Jesus; Love people. I mean, I need solitude like everyone else, but I absolutely love spending one-on-one time with people, listening to their stories and glimpsing their hearts, seeing their eyes light up when they talk about their dreams and passions. StrengthsFinder calls it “a developer,” someone who sees potential in others and enjoys helping them reach their goals and be the best they can be.
I just graduated from Friends University in May with a degree in English and two minors in Spanish and Language & Cultural Studies. I love school. Or loved it, at least. Campus was a safe spot for me, somewhere I felt completely comfortable. I knew the people, the place, the perils, and the pressure, and I thrived on that familiarity. I’m still trying to get used to being in “the real world,” away from that safety net.
Currently, by the world’s standards, I am pretty much failing at life. I live in my parents’ basement. I have no job, no boyfriend, and no plans for after the Race ends in May. I’ve always been the girl who has it all together, gets good grades, and prepares for everything. It’s weird to be in this place. Some days I wonder what my friends must think of me now. Some days I feel like I’m floundering. But I know it’s not forever. Thank God my value as a person isn’t determined by where I work or who I’m dating or not dating. What I do–my successes, my failures–those things don’t define me. My GPA and ACT score don’t matter one bit. My identity, my true worth, is in Jesus Christ. That’s really the most important thing about me. I am a daughter of the King of Kings, a child of God, and that’s enough.
