If there was ever a time that represented how I feel about life right now – it would be right now. This upcoming week I will have finished a summer of work, I’ll be squaring things away with my family who I’ve been living with and saying good-bye to my good old hometown friends, and at the same time I’ll be shopping and packing and preparing to move back to Ottawa at the end of the week. Transition. There’s the word I’m looking for.
So at the beginning of a new school year, I think I can afford to reflect on where I’ve been and where I’m going.
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Last night Kit came and kidnapped me for a coffee run where we got a chance in our busy schedules to talk about life the universe and everything. Things just feel crazy, and I think that it’s just the place we are in our lives – we’re old enough that we’re sporting a few scars from life, and young enough yet that a lot of the good in our lives is made up of pure promise. The good could get better, and the bad might not last much longer.
She was telling me this story, about how there was this man who came into the church after losing his 17-year-old daughter. How what everyone seemed to be dwelling on was that she was graduating this year – she had her whole life ahead of her. Her life was just about to start.
That’s how I still feel about myself.
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