I quite enjoy the season of Fall, of which we are approaching. For me, it's Spring without the tornadoes.
What more could you ask for?

As in an introvert, I gain energy from spending quiet time with myself. Doesn't have to be in my room, but I need my good hour from my day, where I spend time by myself. IT can studying, writing, even browsing the internet. However, this does not mean I am addicted to inside or succumb to laziness. Quite the opposite.

As long as I am by myself, work is what cheers me and actually has made me a happier person. Sitting around all day (for anyone) can't be good for you. We were made to get out and leave our parent's abode at some point. How do you think families were made?

We don't necessarily have to close our selves off from our loved ones; quite the opposite actually. It proves us even stronger when we maintain our relationships even away from home.

You're probably asking, "Where is this going, and when will this end."

My sister recently joined the convent.

I guess the family is taking it well, but distancing myself has become a safe house I am well accustomed to using. When I was apart of a relationship that was in no way reflecting God, I reacted by immediately breaking up. Of course, not after things escalated and other people were hurt in the process, but in the end I distanced myself from people and became addicted to movies in an attempt to forget everything that had happened.

I gain energy away from people, but does that include God?

I'm not mad at my sister, but strangely have been at peace. It took my a while to figure out why.

IT was strange for me because I haven't been this peaceful in a while. People, I am a worrier to the tenth degree, but my sister, my best friend, my confirmation sponsor, left, and I was at peace. I finally realized that the two year bumpy relationship that I'd had with God had been reconciled. I realized, that the supposed safe house I had built around myself had not only distanced my from other people, but had also distanced me from Him.

When I was at my low in faith, He offered peace to my sister. And in turn, I also received peace.

If my number one fan can trust her life so fully to God, who am I to say that he doesn't exist? That I can't focus more in mass. That I can't pray maybe once or twice more in my day. That I can't thank him for the sky when it's blue.

Fall is my favorite time year, full of leaves tinted by God's paintbrush. So I am happy. Why spend my precious introverted moments alone, when I could spend them with God?

Bless you all,

Gwen