This is the first of what I hope will be a great many blog entries. I don't know if anyone other than myself will ever read this, but that is okay by me. I mainly want to get into the habit of writing. Practice makes perfect and by that standard my writing must be far from perfect. I write plenty for school, but that just isn't the same. I want to practice writing now so that later (when hopefully it will matter) I'll be closer to perfect than I am now. Makes sense for someone wanting to be a writer, eh? Presently I am puzzled about just how to make a new paragraph. Oh well. Hopefully that knowledge will come with time. The only thing pressing on my mind at the moment is the trip I am about to set out upon. I am headed to Georgia to meet the in-laws. Well, they aren't the in-laws just yet since I am not married yet, but I suppose it is close enough since I will be married in 45 days or 1082 hours and 59 minutes (not that I'm counting). I am mildly concerned about this trip. I'm not really afraid or anything, but it is a daunting prospect to be thrust into the midst a new family. For everyone except for the parents I am being dropped into their lives as someone completely unknown, but with whom they will have to deal for the next several decades. This is no small matter. Holidays can be tense by themselves. Throw in the factor of a first-meeting and all the "fun" that a planning a wedding provides and you've got a bonfire of potential stress points. Overall I am confident. God has provided for Emmalee and I in amazing ways these past few months, and I am going to put my faith in His sovereignty rather than in my interpersonal skills.
