This is my life.

I've been blogging for just under four years now, which feels like quite a long time.  At this point, I plan to blog (however regularly) forever.  Sometimes I'm actually more excited about what I will share in the future than what I write now.  Why is that?  Because as long as I'm a twenty-year-old single college student, I don't have a lot of things to share.

I'm a huge fan of personal blogs.  I adore reading blogs by stay-at-home moms of a bunch of sweet, rowdy kids.  I love travel blogs by missionaries who take giant leaps of faith and open their lives to the nations and a new, exciting country.  I'm a bit addicted to adoption blogs, following stories of families who have lovingly opened their homes to a child across the world, eager to call them "my own."  I'm even a big fan of young married blogs, written by women in the phase of life right after mine.

My phase of life, as delightful and fun as it is to me, doesn't produce a lot of things to write about.  Should I share with you about that entire evening I spent studying at a coffee shop on Tuesday?  And Wednesday?  And Thursday?  Should I write about how I usually spend a third of my day in class, a third in the library, and then another third serving my Christian organization?  I love to take pictures, but I'm not extremely crafty and I don't live anywhere near family or pets, so my pictures often consist of dorky jokes, like this:

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or of the sky (I love, love, love taking pictures of the sky).  So while I like them, I know they're not enough to share on a blog.

I'm not really sure where I'm going with this.  I'm probably just reacting to the afternoon I spent reading through Gung Go Heart's entire adoption blog and crying the whole way through.

Right now, the only things I have to share with you are little things I learn about myself and about my faith.  I may not have a lot of interesting personal stories to share each day, but I do have words of love and joy the Lord places on my heart.

One day (several years from now), I might be that young wife, writing about love and adventure.  One day, I might be that missionary, sharing stories from another country.  One day, perhaps I'll share the story of adopting my own child.  (I probably will never be the author of a blog about my life raising a house packed full of children.)  But for now, this is where I am.

I'm Emily.  I'm twenty.  I'm single, as I've always been, and I'm content with that.  I'm a college student.  My life is filled with college things, like exams and friends and over-involvement.  I live in a little house with three other girls who are pursuing Christ alongside me. 

This is my life.  And whether you've stuck with me these four years or you're just starting now, welcome.  Let's stay friends.