Erica the Great turned one year old this month. Did you know that? I didn’t know that. I was probably in a stress-induced coma after eighteen hours of teaching/working/existing. I was missing it. I’ve been feeling that way about a lot of things lately.
One of my favorite bloggers recently wrote about getting “quiet” online when real life is happening, and I can closely identify with that. This semester has been one big whirlwind of life happening. And I’ve been so busy just trying to keep my head above water that I’ve hardly lived it, let alone blogged it.

As this semester comes to a close, I’m standing at a precipice. I’ve worked SO HARD to get here, and big things are finally starting to happen! I’m hesitant to write about them right now, in fear that they might not come to fruition; they’re still too fragile. Have you ever felt that way before? Afraid to speak something into existence? For now, there will be lots of hoping, wishing, and finger-crossing. And praying– lots of praying.

I’ve been waiting for May to get here all year, and it’s officially minutes away. May means a lot of things– the end of student teaching, the beginning of the job search, VACATION AND GRADUATION, and Landon’s last month as a something-month-old. It’s finally here and I feel like I can almost breathe. Almost.

Hoping that May also means time to write again. I’m a lot of things for a lot of people, but writing? That’s just for me.



“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams! Live the life you’ve imagined. As you simplify your life the laws of the universe will be simpler.”
[Henry David Thoreau]


Author: Erica the Great

Wife, momma, teacher, and a twenty-something for a little while longer. Every day, I'm a lot of things for a lot of people. This space? It's just for me.

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