I can’t believe May is already over. For some reason this month just felt shorter than usual, and I don’t often say that. There have been about a million things I have wanted to share on the blog, so I can’t say it was lack of inspiration. Yet, for some reason I have been doing what I do best, and keeping my thoughts to myself while trying to make sense of them all (I know, not the best for a blog). I had planned on writing about the funereal me and Eric attended a few weeks ago, as well as writing a review of the podcast “S-Town” that we listened to on our way there. I had planned on writing about the wedding we attended and, sharing my key misfortune that happened while I was away. I planned on writing about my thoughts after my first meeting with my pastor for spiritual direction. I planned on writing about my steps towards discipline, in regards to faith. I planned on writing about the unusual coffee date I had with my old roommate. I planned on writing about some new restaurants. I planned on writing about some new-to-me Christian theologians I have discovered. I planned on writing about the accident involving the deer. I had planned to share a lot, I really did, and eventually I may, but for now I find myself still reflecting on all the events that happened this past month.