Click on the photo to go to my new blog! (:

http://about.me/kristinemorgan

Creating a webpage is always interesting. How do you define yourself to people who may not know you? How do you promote yourself without seeming overly confident? I guess you just have to roll with it. Here’s the first version of mine.

Tomorrow Has To Wait

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what a fun day (:

I love these funny little people. I hope that one day I’ll have one or more of my own. I would spoil them with love because if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that there can never be too much of it, especially when you’re a child. The world can be big and scary, but I have this theory that childhood doesn’t have to be. I’m not sure. I’d like to give parenting a try someday and then later ask my kids if that theory is valid. I really hope it is.
This is my precious little baby sister. I want to hold her in my arms for the rest of my life. I want to cry when I think about her hurting and being sad. What’s worse than my pain is her pain. I hate it. I want to take it all away from her. I love her so much that it hurts. It hurts because it is so unfair how much she has had to deal with in her life, and she is such a strong little girl for pulling through all the unfair, messy stuff in life and being the amazing person that she is. Bubby, one day we will be on our own loving each other and loving life. Bubby, one day we won’t have to worry about the people who have hurt us in various ways. Bubby, one day we will be each other’s maid of honor and give silly but endearing toasts at each other’s wedding. Bubby, one day we will have kids and grandkids, and they will all be best friends because we are best friends. Bubby, one day we will grow old and take care of each other like we already do. I love you so much.
I see signs now all the timeThat you’re not dead, you’re sleepingI believe in anythingThat brings you back home to me
I feel like a nomad sometimes. I’ve never been so overwhelmed by the sheer vastness of life that I’ve packed into a small amount of time until this summer. I’m not used to having to work through and process things. I usually feel pretty in tune with what’s going on, but I know that I’ve hardly even begun to realize the effects of this summer on me. There are a few things I do know. I love New York City. I feel so called to just love on all of the amazing, diverse people there who are all made in the image of God. I am not satisfied. Want to know why? We are not supposed to be satisfied with what this world has to offer. I’m still learning how to be closer with the one who will satisfy me. I am confident in majoring in film. I was really wavering, but this is what I am supposed to do. This is how I can reach people. This is how I can share a message of real love with people. I have no idea what’s in store for me. This makes me anxious, but I still feel taken care of. I need to be honest with myself and with people about what I’m going through, not just what my family’s going through. There’s a big mess of humanity in my own heart that I need to deal with, not just in my family issues. ASU is where I am supposed to be. I don’t know what the future holds, but it is such a blessing to have peace that I am where God wants me right now and that I have never doubted whether I was supposed to be here for college. Yay life. (:
What do you think?
I’m always different, but the bridge is always the same.
I am talking to this lovely baby on the phone right now.
Chicago. June 2009. Some things don’t change, like buildings. I like a little bit of consistency every now and then.
Chicago. August 2006.