So last night we had a boys' floor up to the Mountain for an evening away. During the homily, the question was posed: "What is the greatest thing in your life right now?" There were answers of friends, family, God, the ability to help people. I was thinking and thinking and a lot came up, but it seemed like the best thing would come to me with crashing cymbals and maybe even a parade (in my head). Well no parade came, but an idea did. I think, right now, that the unknown is the best thing in my life. I have submitted my applications to PA school, and have no idea where that will take me. Nothing but possibilities await me after the first week in June. And scary as that is, it is also very exciting. Something I try to always think to myself before making a decision is "You'll never be more free than you are right now." As I get older, I know I will likely get tied down to more and more things and I really want to appreciate freedom and possibility as much as I can.

My parents are coming down tomorrow (yay!) and I am so excited to see them. Besides Renee's and Johnnycakes' visit, this is the first time two of my worlds have collided at the Mountain, and at least those worlds are related. Unfortunately, 3 of the friars are gone for the weekend, so the parents won't get the full effect, but they will get enough for now. I feel like so much has happened since I last saw them in the beginning of September-hours have been spent on the phone with them since then, and there have been tears and celebrations-it seems like a year instead of a month and a half. So you can imagine how psyched I am!

It has been a good, but complicated, day. Students at SBU are really starting to get comfortable around me, and have started coming to me with their problems. Sometimes they are bigger than I am able to handle. Please say a prayer for college students everywhere, as a lot is expected of them and sometimes it can feel overwhelming. I love the students I am working with, and love that they trust me. It feels good to be settled and comfortable here. I was worried for a while that it wouldn't happen, but now I realize I just wasn't being patient enough with myself; transitions are hard and adjustment takes time. Sometimes the urge to cut and run is just a fleeting feeling.