Florida. Who knew?

I figured I'd try and start this blog back up again. And no its not for you, the all important reader, but rather for me. I have decided I want to document my days, as boring as they might be, so that I can look back and track where my mind has been over the year. So while I hope someone would get something out of my words, It isn't important or necessary.

So today, Monday, Valentines Day 2011

As of lately, I have been thinking about my future often. My goal is to work here in Jacksonville until I have enough to move out west to Vancouver WA where a small film institute awaits my enrollment.

As I think through why I am moving, a large part of my heart says "because I want to live with and near my friends." Where this isn't a bad thing, I still find myself wondering is it the right thing?

I know I'm not "wasting my time" here. I have been privileged to speak several times, gain new leadership skills through work, increase my resume and build new relationships along the way. God has continued to show me his favor and work in my life and more of those moments and stories are worth a lifetime of waiting to discover, while its only taken me a few months.

The blessing of the constantly self analyzing mind I believe God gave has been both a light and a fog for guiding my decisions. I realize my true intentions for moving quite openly. I realize the value in that decision, and I realize the freedom I have to make that decision is part of the beauty of God's love.

But,

I also realize realize I can't live my life based on following those I love alone.

But...Can't I? Aren't relationships the only eternal thing we have in our life? Wont all my achievements, success, careers and financial gains die and fade away along with my body?

This is where I have landed: That maybe I want to live differently than my parents and the rest of America. Maybe forgetting about success for tomorrow and focusing on the gift of other people in my life today can be even more fulfilling than financial security and comfort.