When people ask me what I'm doing with my life, I usually respond, "Oh, nothing crazy." This gets a chuckle or at least a smile before the, "No, really. What are you doing in the next 'number' of years?"

Truth is, I don't know.

For so long, the goal has been go to school and earn a degree. I couldn't be more grateful to my amazing parents for sending me to Lawrence Technological University even though it was only semi-affordable after earning sizable grants and scholarships. I know I originally went with my heart set on architecture, but after taking a year off for a church mission, I knew that I wouldn't thrive there. I do feel bad about the money "wasted" on credits that wouldn't transfer to my new major, however, I am much happier and successful in the Media Communication program.

With smaller class sizes, industry standard equipment, and amazing, working-in-the-field professors, I couldn't be happier chasing after my childhood dream of writing. I don't know why it took me so long to see; for Pete's sake, I was writing full stories in the 1st grade and had found an old typewriter in the basement to make monthly, sometimes weekly, editions of a family newspaper I made up by the time I was in the 4th grade.

Now that I've reached my Senior year in college (finally!), the question more consistently comes of, "What next?" I've already found my partner in crime and eternal companion, so the next step obviously isn't marriage. I know I love to write, and that I enjoy editing, so landing a job in that part of the media world would be the highest hope, but we don't know where his job will take him, so it's a little hard for me to start honing in on local publishers. We definitely aren't ready or able to be house owners, so what's next is probably another small apartment. Maybe I'll finally get that puppy I've been asking for ever since I could speak.

I know I'm not the only one out there with decisions to make and a foggy future. I know that I've only just begun to "adult" and juggle responsibilities. I know that there are others out there who have it way harder than I do and who have been doing this song and dance a lot longer than I have. In the end, the world keeps turning, the day ends, and you have to take that next step.