I know, it's been forever. I wonder how many of my blog posts begin that way? I really do like updating... really.

Okay since my last post. I survived my time in Pikangikum. People often ask if I had a fun summer. "Fun" isn't a word I would use to describe it. I am glad that I was there and had the experiences I did. I learned a lot about who I am and who God is. I also learned a lot about what the Aboriginal youth face.

I returned to Red Lake about a month ago. Just in time to go to Winnipeg with my dad and sisters for a Third Day concert and talk by Ron Hutchcraft. While Third Day isn't one of my favourite bands, they put on a great concert. They had a wonderful, fun yet worshipful stage presence. Those guys were there to worship God and bring their audience to the same place. It was beautiful. I neared tears often through the evening. I was also blessed to see some of the On Eagle's Wings team that had been in Pikangikum.

The next two weeks were a lot of wedding plans and such for by friend Brenna. Then on the 19 th of August she got married in a beautiful wedding ceremony and we had a lovely reception. It was so much fun and at the same time really sad. That means she's gone... No longer just a phone call from a cup of coffee together. Her and her new husband are looking for a house and jobs in British Columbia... that's a long ways away.

We also had our mission meetings the week before the wedding. It was interesting balancing wedding brunches in the coffee breaks from the meetings, but it was a great time. I was encouraged and challenged by our speaker. I did feel a little out of place because I was the youngest of the staff and just felt young.

Sunday afternoon/evening I spent with the best man, Jon. He didn't have anything to do, and I was bored. It was nice to walk downtown with someone who wasn't from here. It was like showing off my quaint little town and experiencing it anew at the same time. I had a wonderful time.

The next morning my dad and I picked Jon up early and headed to winnipeg. I felt adventurous. I had two appointments lined up in Winnipgeg and I didn't have my health insurance yet. So, we made a stop in Kenora, held our breaths, said a prayer, and walked into the building. God was good and I walked out with a health card.

Starving, I arrived in Winnipeg. For three hours Jon and my dad found it necessary to discuss food. All food, any food—mostly food that I craved. I, following doctor's orders, lifted my nalgene to my mouth and gulped down water like it was the best thing I could ever put into my mouth.

I was very thankful for that decision later when after a second stab with a very large needle, I felt as if the watery contents of my stomach would make an appearance and my world would become black. My neurologist, being the nice torturer he is, laid me down for another two tries at stealing my brain's precious fluid. I didn't realize how much my brain valued that fluid, but over the next five days it didn't let me forget that I had robbed it of it's precious horde of fluid.

Since then I've been working dilligently on support raising. I finished my big mailing and I feel relieved. Now, I await the response. :) I am also working on the design for the newsletter of the new organization and might be doing the calendar design as well. I'm excited!

It's late now, and this is way too long. I'm tired and I'm doing a dance in church tomorrow, so I need to get some rest. Love you all!