“So what’s going on in your life lately, Carrie?”

Great question. Thanks for asking.


I just returned from a 2 week mission trip to the YWAM base in Kona, Hawaii. Highlights included late night biking to see ACTUAL BURNING LAVA flowing into the ocean, cliff jumping, and working in an aquaponic garden with some of the most wise and kind people I’ve ever met. I might write a post on the aquaponic garden later because I learned a lot there.



What else? Well, I’m learning to play the ukulele. This is related to the Hawaii trip, because ukuleles are a big deal there. Hawaiian kids actually learn to play them all through their school years. (Meanwhile, I learned to play Hot Cross Buns on the recorder for two weeks in 4th grade.)

I’ve wanted to learn to play uke since 2 years ago in Belgium, when I found myself lost in a park, looking for a World War 1 museum. I saw some dude sitting on a bench playing his ukulele, and upon asking him for directions, realized he was about as lost as I was, as he’d just landed in Brussels from Australia the day before. We talked for awhile and he told me why the uke is his favorite instrument (portable + conversation starter). 20 minutes later, I realized we were sitting directly in front of the WW1 museum. Ha. Awkward. Anyway, ever since then I’ve wanted to pick up ukulele.

So far I’ve found it fun, but challenging. It’s definitely not a violin, and that’s the instrument I have the most experience with. The thing is, I took violin lessons for 10 years. I’d like to teach myself to play the uke in… a few days? So far, I’ve pretty much learned one song and a bunch of chords. The other day I watched a YouTube video that says you can become proficient in any skill with about 20 hours of focused practice. Only 15 more hours to go!



I’ve been having a recurring dream lately, for maybe the first time in my life? I rarely have clear memories of dreams. But, twice in the last 3 weeks I’ve dreamt of my 2 front teeth crumbling and just falling right out of my mouth.

It’s literally the scariest nightmare I’ve ever had, and I always wake up freaked out, checking my mouth to make sure all my teeth are still there.

“So, what could this mean?” I wondered. After dreaming said dream a second time, I Googled it (as any good millennial would).

The answers varied. I have insecurities, or I’m afraid of aging, or my teeth are going to fall out, or there’s something unsettled/uncertain in my life.

Um. Ok. All of the above, please.

I’m pretty sure the actual reason is, I need to go to the dentist, and I’m terrified of the dentist.



I only took two books to Hawaii.

One: The Circle Maker by Mark Batterson, which I read most of. Reading books like this in public is always interesting because people take note and ask questions. One day I was laying in my hammock at the beach, reading this book, and my friend overheard people talking about how the person in the hammock is a Christian, and then launching into a discussion on prayer. Books have power, friends.

Two: my own personal white whale: Moby Dick. It’s been following me around since high school, and I have the first 3 chapters memorized at this point. One day, friends, one day I will finish this book.



I used to be a very spontaneous person. Some might say reckless, others might say irresponsible, but I prefer spontaneous. Life happens, and I grow older, and the more responsibility I take on, the easier it is to forget this side of myself. Recently I’ve been making an effort to be that person again. A spontaneous long weekend in New York and Philly, a spontaneous day hike on the Appalachian Trail (SO FUN).

On Wednesday, I decided I was going to go to Canada to visit my friend Robin this weekend. But, by Thursday, I had to give it up for various reasons.

I’m a little disappointed that I’m here in Lanc when I was supposed to be north of the border by now. But I’m also learning (continually, as in, ever since I started this blog, I know, I know) to be content in the being here. I love Lancaster, and I love my life here. So why is it that as soon as I return from a trip, I feel the need to immediately leave again?

I want to be spontaneous, wild, and free, but I also realize those are selfish traits. I want to be spontaneous, wild, and free, but I also want to learn to be more reliable, more steady… to be someone everyone knows they can count on.


Well, that’s my current status, and that was a much cheesier “life update” blog than I’m used to. What are you up to these days?







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