A lotta life, a lotta love.

It's rather sad when the expression "a day off" is in reference to one day without a headache. Argh. I get plenty of sleep, plenty of water, and plenty of exercise. What's my deal? Aside from that, though, life is pretty good.

I received a new calling in my ward. Gospel Essentials Instructor. Heh. I'm a little nervous, and a lot excited. It's a wonderful thing to be able to teach converts and investigators about our Church principles, the basics, the foundation. It will strengthen my own testimony, which is always, always possible. With a lot of prayer, I know it will be a tremendous, amazing experience.

I've also been asked to write an article for the local newspaper detailing the "why and what" of our ward's youth handcart trek. This is somehow more nerve-wracking than teaching a class. I write fiction, not articles, but I'm also very honored and excited. It will be an awesome learning experience--though, lately, what hasn't been?

My job, working with my dear friend, who is blind and autistic, continues to be a joy, but also a huge trial. She's wonderful, but thoroughly exhausting. Sometimes, I wonder if I can make it through the entire work day, but I always do. Still, when the time comes to move on to other things, I don't know if there'll be much hesitation. I couldn't work with her for years and years. Besides, writing is my eventual pursuit.

As for writing itself, I live it and love it.