I am burned out beyond belief. All I want to do is plan banquet and have coffee with friends and laugh and cry and enjoy them one last time before we all leave in May.

Good thing spring break is almost here. I had some really cool plans that I had been trying to do since last semester but they didnt work out. I think I know why.

The first weekend of Spring Break, there is a women's conference for all different generations and they have paid for hotel rooms for the girls at BU and lowered the prices a lot ($10 bucks this week..$20 after this) for everything. Ever since Nate and Matt's mom told me about it and gave me the flyer I have been curious from afar. I tend to look at these things as cheesy and I picture women with flower fabric cases on thier bibles and dresses with shoulder pads. But still..something in me was stirred.

My friend Missy wants me to go so I told her I dont even have the ten dollars to which she and another friend said they would each pitch in five bucks. My heart was blessed and suddenly as I wrote my name down I realized I may need this. To be around other women, to get to know them on a deeper level, to expose our hurts and to see the healing and to fall in love with God so much more. Two of my close friends, Missy and Esther, who I have been close with since freshmen year and sort of drifted away (thanks to busy lives and boyfriends and other things) are going and I am so ready to spend time with them. All three of us are guarded in different ways and so when we see each other it is often a shallow "HI! how are you? " (hugs) "good!! how are you?" (more hugs, a compliment on the outfit) and then we part ways.

So I am ready for this. I need this. I am thirsty for old friends, rejuvination, clarity, focus and healing for hurts I dont even know exist.