Yes, it's going to be one of those posts, but bear with me here.
My parish priest, who's been with us for twelve years, has asked the bishop if he can be reassigned. He leaves in June.
At the youth group I go to, the guy in charge is stepping down, because he thinks it's time for a change (at least the guy who's going to take over next year is one of my FAVORITE teachers).
The grandma and two aunts of some of the kids I babysit is considering having a house in the west and a house here in Michigan to be by the grand-kids. I've babysat this family for three or four years.
One of my friends is in college, another one got accepted recently, and the two others are talking about it. So am I, but my mom isn't too keen on the idea of me going a year early.
Of course, I'm glad about part of all these things. Maybe my priest will get an easier parish for retirement-age man. The guy in charge of the youth group is now going to work at the same place where he met his wife. The mom of the kids I babysit will get to have her family nearby. And college is cool. Enough said.
But yeah, I'm over here like