Monday, September 14, 2009

Caitlin N. Munro--Who is she?

My friend Caitlin agreed to be my second victim. After trying to meet up a few times, we finally managed to sit down together in her apartment late at night.



Tell me about yourself.
I was born in the unmemorable place of Craven County, North Carolina. I resided in unmemorable Emerald Island, NC. I say unmemorable because I don’t remember them at all!

We moved to Miami, Florida when I was just a year old. My life was filled with the joys and “carefreeness” of being a child. I enjoyed playing with Barbies and making mud pies in our backyard. But than my world came crashing down around me just before I turned five, when my only child status was destroyed. I had been the center of the universe as I was the only child, the only grandchild, and the only grandchild of all my grandparents’ friends. However, I managed to adjust to Ian’s presence in my life.

From the time I was four until I finished second grade, I attended Kendall Christian School in Miami. It was a quaint little church school, where my favorite teacher years later labeled me as “the most dramatic child she had ever taught in her entire teaching career.” In third grade I attended Westminister Christian school, where I spent a year in purgatory, also known as Mrs. Bender’s class. Let’s just say she was the devil incarnate. School progressed. In 7th grade, I had Mrs. Horton. She inspired me to achieve my very best and introduced me to the challenges of Charles Dickens.

When I was 14 my crazy parents got an insane idea, even for them, to relocate our family to the tiny town known as Lake Placid. And no, it is not where they held the Winter Olympics nor is it named after the movie.



My life in Lake Placid could be viewed as…dull. But I tended to make it interesting. Instead of following the rules and doing things the easy way, I proceeded to do, as my father would say “being forewarned about the glass door but proceeding to walk through it once or even eight times.” After a sickly graduation day, I spent my summer returning to the love of my savior, Jesus Christ. I started that following fall at Gardner Webb University, where my life has been like a journey on a road full of twists and turns leading to a destination unknown. The End.

Do you want to get married and have kids one day?

Yes! I would like to marry my best friend. But unfortunately my best friend is a girl, so that might prove problematic to my beliefs. So, if anyone around the age of 21, who is single, loves Jesus a whole lot, enjoys mission work, wants to have kids, and likes to have spontaneous fun and laughter, is reading this, please give me a call!

I would like no less than two kids, and no more than four. I would like to adopt at least one child, and I would also like to be a foster parent at least once in my lifetime.

How did you come to Gardner Webb?
(Emphasis is Caitlin’s)
I. LOATHE. THIS. QUESTION. But I like to torture other people with it.

There weren’t a lot of reasons but I came for a University Fellows Scholarship interview thing and really enjoyed the campus. I just knew this is where God wanted me. The End. I came to Gardner Webb expecting a big life changing moment. But I’ve come to realize that God uses the small everyday moments in our lives to teach us more about Him and to grow us. Gardner Webb has definitely provided lots of small everyday joys in my life.

What do you want to do with your life?
If I loath that other question, than I have a deep hatred for this question. I would like to be a professional nomad. I just want to travel or live abroad and tell people about Jesus and eat cool food and take fun pictures. And play with kids. And listen to youth. And just bring smiles and laughter to the hearts of all that I meet! And I also want to get married—see the question from earlier.

How do you relieve stress?
Well, my bad habit is that I go shopping. But since I am becoming more and more budget conscious as I approach the “real world”…sometimes I run or exercise. Sometimes I journal or read. I recently discovered that painting is a great stress relief. I’m a big venter to my friends. But that’s not a good habit either, and I’m trying to drop it.

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