Physics...

Numbers have never been my strong point. Oh, I took Calculus in high school, but I could no longer tell you what on earth a derivative is. I think I erased all that information from my brain as soon as I put down my pencil on the Advanced Placement test five years ago. (I'm sorry, Ms. Patch! You probably just cried a little after reading that. Don't lose heart - I still treasure the life lessons I learned from you, even if I can't recall the intricacies of advanced mathematics.) Furthermore, I have never been much of a science enthusiast. Biology and chemistry were excruciatingly painful subjects to endure in school. Sure, I'll watch every single documentary out there on NASA and outer space. I love Planet Earth and learning about the oddities of nature. However, these things don't require me to perform any calculations. In order to watch these shows and appreciate them, I don't need to know how to do anything except press play on the screen.

Which is why I married an engineer.

Of course, his highly functioning brain is not the only characteristic that attracted me to him. His love for the Lord, his sensitive spirit, his desire to make a difference in the world - those things helped too. But, I am truly thankful for his spatial reasoning skills, especially when I am faced with a situation like the following:

Matthew, tell me again how I'm supposed to fit all of this into one suitcase and one carry-on? And don't forget, I have my camera bag, my purse, and other random chotchkies that need to go in there too. I'm sure to you, it will be a simple and logical application of concepts like mass, weight, volume, etc. To me, it's an impossible task better left to the professionals, like yourself.

Even if I have to leave half my clothes behind and forgo a few worldly possessions, I will absolutely find a way to be in the United States of America by Friday night. Countdown commence!