I recently realized that at the end of January, I will have lived in Illinois for 4 years. That means that I have officially lived in Illinois longer than I lived in Texas (that actually happened about 6 months ago because I only lived in Texas for 3 1/2 years). It makes me feel happy and sad all at the same time (I recently discussed this in a therapy session with a client...how you feel pleasant and unpleasant feelings at the same time). It makes me feel happy because I love the life God has given me here in Peoria. I am close to family. I fellowship at a wonderful, Bible-teaching, God-honoring church. I have amazing friends that I get to spend time with and grow with. But it makes me sad because I had some of those things in Texas too. I have amazing friends. I had a job that I enjoyed. I loved the area. And now it seems like such a long time ago.
Let's see. I am in my thirties and single. I love spending time with my family, friends, reading, playing games, and spectating (but not playing) sports. I was born in Illinois, raised in Georgia, and went to graduate school in Texas. I now live back in Illinois. I work at an agency doing in-home therapy with kids and their families. I attend Bethany Baptist Church and work with AWANA, volunteer in the nursery, and am active in the Career class. My favorite drink is Dr. Pepper (I even like Dr. Pepper Jelly Bellies). Winter is my favorite time of year and in the winter I love to curl up with a good book and a mug of hot chocolate.