it'll get better.
those are the words my dad said to me as he shut my car door when i was leaving home to drive back to school tonight. i don't know why those three little words set me off, but i barely managed to back away and start driving down the driveway before i completely lost it. i rarely cry, but when i do, it is usually because i'm ridiculously stressed. i spent the first 15 minutes of my drive back to allendale bawling. hello, my name is erin, and i am beyond stressed out.
thanksgiving "break" consisted of this girl spending three hours doing homework, working ridiculous hours (thank you, black friday) and spending time with extended family. there was no break involved. and now that i'm back at school, i have a huge exam to study for (in a class i'm barely passing) and a six page paper to write. annnnd yet, i find myself typing this instead of doing either of those things. oops.
even though the last five days have been anything but relaxing, and i'm exhausted and stressed, i'm not freaking out. i know that i won't be sleeping much the next three nights. i know that everything will get done. and i know that everything will be okay. i know that God has it all under control - every silly little detail of my life. despite me not having a clue what the future holds, God knows. and i'm clinging to that truth. because even though life is stressful, hectic and crazy right now... it'll get better.
