High School: Sr. Joan would always say that one person from every graduating class always ends up becoming a nun. (i don't know if this is true or not) Everybody always thought it was this one girl in particular, but I secretly started thinking about it.
Fall 2001: After my first retreat in college, the feeling of having to do something about this vocation thing was weighing me down heavily. I decided to talk to my campus ministers about it. We talked, I got some info, and I went on my way.
Sometime Spring 2002: I stumbled upon the Sister of Mary, Mother of the Eucharist while surfing the internet. I fell in love, but was way to nervous to even think about contacting them.
March 2003: After a Busy Person's Retreat at my college, my spiritual director for the week, Sr. Debbie, convinced me to finally write an e-mail. So I did. I still remember getting the e-mail in return. I had been doing my wash in the basement of the dorm and I come back to the room, and there is the e-mail. (I still have all SJAB's e-mails saved in my inbox, they are a riot.) This is my favorite quote from that e-mail: "We were built for 23 and already have 37 members.....we are growing like God's little weed!" Anyway, she invited me to the May retreat, but it was moving much to fast for me. I hadn't even told my parents yet. How could I sneak off to Michigan (from NJ) without telling them!!!!! I decided to set October as my goal.
July 2003: On the way to church one morning I heard a commercial for Spirit Airlines, which departs out of Atlantic City and flies straight to detroit, that was advertising $49 each way airfare. I had to jump on it. I now had a week to tell my parents I would be flying to Michigan in October. So I told them at dinner one night, but only that it was a retreat. They were confused about why I needed to go on a retreat IN MICHIGAN by myself. I was never one to do things on my own.
October 2003: FINALLY was on my way to Michigan. The retreat was wonderful. Probobly one of the last "small" retreat with 45 girls. I talked to Sr. Joseph Andrew and she was trying to push me to enter the following August. She told me to go pray in the chapel that night and give me the answer tomorrow morning. I got totally stressed and I was an emphatic "No" about the next year. I couldn't drop out of school. So I got home from the retreat Sunday night and was back at college Monday morning. In my Music History II class we were watching some opera and I couldn't focus. All of a sudden I find myself crying. I never cry, especially not in public. I then forgot why I was pushing it off and decided, maybe I could enter in August. I worked up the courage to tell my mom and she said absolutley not. She would not have me drop out of college. She said to wait. Well, I had to listen because I was already well in to loans and she was paying for it, so I was stuck.
January 2004: Sr. Joseph Andrew was trying to convince me to come to the February retreat, but I wasn't going for it. I had gotten back on the I'll wait till I'm done college, then pay off my loans and enter train. Here is a funny e-mail from that time: "Well, honey! Honestly...you ARE making me 'wait for you', aren't you!.....first October at the earliest....then NEXT year at the earliest....oh my! Good thing God has endowed me with 'endurance'....even though He seems to have passed me right by in the 'patience dept.'!! Let's DO keep in touch! I don't want ANYTHING happening to your vocation, hon...and believe me, it can! So....keeping in touch keeps it REAL and focused and a GOAL that continues, each day, to get closer and
closer.... IF God should 'surprise' you somehow....we'll see you in February! If not...then He might surprise you and we'll see you in May! Though you are thinking, "October", my God is a God of SURPRISES and, I know, so is yours!

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Valentine's Weekend 2004: At my college, we always had a Valentine's Weekend retreat. How awesome is that?? Who is a better Valentine than God?!?! Anyway, the Tuesday before the retreat, we got an e-mail from the campus minister's saying to bring something tangible that is a piece of your heart. I was stumped trying to figure out what to bring. My roomates were in the room and we were talking about it, and finally it hit me. The holy card I had proped up next to my computer with the SMME's symbol on it. That was definately a piece of my heart. I mentioned to my roomates that the next retreat was the following weekend, and I should go. At first I was like no I can't, but they got something to change in me. I e-mail SJA and I was on my way to Michigan the next weekend! SJA was right about a God of surprises. That weekend was much bigger (about 100 i think). Anyway, I talked to Mother Assumpta at the Motherhouse, but I was still stubborn about entering in August and said I would wait till August 2005 if I could get my loans paid off and August 2006 for sure.
Summer 2004: Working a lot to save money to pay off those loans. Still planning to enter ASAP.
Fall 2004: My grandmother passed away and left a good deal of money with my father. He decided to use it to pay off both me and my brother's school loans. I couldn't believe it, the one thing that was holding me back from entering was gone. But in a matter of a few days time, everything started falling apart. I don't know what happened. If God was just pushing me hard enough to see if I would say yes and then like with Abraham, change the plan?? I didn't know, but it seems like I had built my entire faith and prayer life around becoming a nun. I didn't know how to change it, or how to cope. So everything I had just flew out the window. I still went to daily Mass in the fall, but come the spring, my college campus ministry building closed to put on a new roof, and didn't reopen until after I graduated. We still had Mass on Sunday in a lecture hall on campus, talk about odd, and we still had bible study and our student organization meetings, but they were all in the student center on campus, and I was busy student teaching. I went to mostly all of the meetings and bible studies, but I wasn't necessarily into it.
Spring 2005-Present: I graduated from college and have a teaching job. My prayer life still stinks. I go to church every Sunday, but it has been hard to get into it. My whole first year of teaching I didn't even really care my prayer life had dissapeared too much. I was too busy. More recently I have made more of an effort to get it back. This fall I started teaching CCD. That has helped a great deal. I don't know if I'll ever get back the prayer life I had. It was a lot easier when you have a whole bunch of people around you that believe the same thing like I did in college.
I don't know what the future holds for me concerning religious life anymore. I am still fascinated by it and support the SMME's as much as I can. I don't know if it is something for me though. In the mean time, I am getting ready to buy my first place and finally move out of my parent's house. We'll see what the future brings.
I love reading about all of your journey's though. God Bless!