Grown Up

There's been a lot of things lately that keep reminding me I'm a grown up. Having to pay for my own dentist visit, signing a teaching contract, making decisions on my own.
Today was a battalion Family Readiness Group (FRG) meeting, and as a company FRG leader, I was to go. In the board room, seating was assigned and mine read Kristin Darhower, A Co FRG Leader. How the heck did that happen?!?! First of all, the last name. Definitely reminds me I'm a grown up, because I'm married. Yet it doesn't quite seem to be me. Maybe being a grown up and coming out of my shell to the world just requires a new name?
Secondly, how did I become this involved in the Army??? Last August, I didn't even know what FRG meant! For those of you who don't know, I basically work with the Captain of the Company (comprised of about 100 soldiers and their families) to organize and plan events/fundraisers that support the families. You know, the people you always see on the news? The ones holding the "Welcome Home" banners? Yeah, those are the families the FRG supports. Somehow I fell into the position of helping run this organization, which is something I'm certainly proud to do. I just can't help but shake my head in amazement at the work of God. He put me into something I never had a "want" to do because I never assumed (in a million years) that I'd be able to do it. To put me in this position of leadership really speaks of His confidence in me and I know I'd never get more than I could handle. He's helping me to succeed at something I never thought I could do. Actually, we'll see if I succeed at it after the first fundraiser function tomorrow...