Confession #7: I've got some pretty big dreams.

Have you ever sat on your roof on a dark, windy night and just stayed there, staring at the stars and wondering just what your future holds? no? well, I have. Often, actually. Sometimes I just like to sit and dream; dream about college, family, a mission, marriage, success, children...but this time, it was different for me. I didn't dream. I cried. Why? Just look at these pictures...





School, marriage, family...they are all important. But the more I learn about these kinds of things, about war, poverty, abuse (I have IB to thank for that), the more I realize that I somehow have to find a way to help out. How? I don't quite know. I plan on joining the Peace Corps once I get my bachelors degree....the only problem with that is that I also want to serve an LDS mission AND I want to go to grad school AND I want to have a family...but I can't quite figure out what is more important. Here's what I do know: there are so many families out there in the world that with $3 they can eat for a month. FOR A MONTH! and they dont even have that. Thats, like, pocket change to most of us. There are so many kids suffering and being neglected right at this very moment. I feel so useless, so ungrateful and so powerless. I want to do something about it, but I just don't know how. Not knowing how is giving me anxiety and I'm starting to get a little desperate. And that is why I cried, because I have some pretty big dreams that seem near impossible.