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Between two worlds

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I sat in small group last night and remembered when we started one, over three years ago, in my apartment. Now, 3 apartments and 3 years later, it’s still going.

I wondered if last night would be the last time I go to small group here. I thought about how much I’d miss the friends in that group – the friends that were once a part of the group – and the friends from seminary that never even made it to the group. So many faces…

Then I remembered the friends we’d return to back in Georgia. And the new friends I’ve already made in the process. And the friends I’ve yet to meet.

And then I thought about how many seminary friends we’ve already invited to come down and take a vacation on the warm Georgia coast… And how I really do want these people to see my Georgia world. And how much I want my Georgia world to see these people. And I thought about the ones who probably WILL see my southern life. And how excited that makes me.

And then I thought about packing. And the house (or lack thereof). And the drive down. And Christmas AND New Year’s between our move and our first day of work. And whether or not we’ll have to time to paint. And how I’m going to decorate my office at the church. And if it’s going to make me crazy to see my husband all-the-time-every-day-working-in-the-same-place. And whether or not it’s safe to put a plant beside a computer. And if Drew and I will be so busy that we’ll miss each other. And if we’ll miss this quiet seminary season where there seems to be time. And if I’ll be able to remember all the hard lessons I’ve learned while at seminary.

And if I could just focus on one thing at a time. Like, paying attention in small group and listening to my friends, instead of wandering off into thoughts about a different world.

And if I will be able to really really enjoy these last few weeks that I have here.

And if I can make the time to really spend time with all the friends that I have to say goodbye to… really soon.

Too soon.

5 hours to Canada

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Confession: I’ve never been out of the country.

…until last night.

If you’re reading this, then I guess Drew and I made it across the border to Canada yesterday. Believe it or not, Canada is just a few hours North of where we live. Visiting Quebec City was on our list of things to do while in New England, and we’ve finally set aside about five days to make it happen.

Where?

HERE

Yes, this area of Canada speaks both French and English. I took French in college, piled on top of the Spanish I took in highschool, so I have a tendency to mix the two up! Ugh… This could be bad. Very bad.

But, I’ve been practicing:

Ou’ est la MacDonalds?

I’ve waited three years to get this beautiful headache!

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Saturday, August 29, 2009
11:15am

The rain fell softly but persistently outside. Even though the summer air already cooled, I pulled the window open to hear the rain and let the crisp air stream in. I love the sound of rain. I fell asleep to it the night before, and woke up twelve hours later to the sky still dripping all around us.

Twelve hours. All a consecutive strand of uninterrupted stupor. I can’t remember the last time I slept that hard for that long.

The sleep started as a headache – the kind that dashes any hopes for Friday night fun. My eyes surrendered to the stabbing blade of light slicing through the crack in the bedroom door, taking aim for my head. All I could do was sleep.

I was exhausted anyway – from excitement and excitement and excitement. The headache was little surprise.

Drew and I spent the week making phone calls. Making plans. Realizing dreams. First, we told our parents. Then we called the pastor who will soon be Drew’s boss. Then we began the calls, text messages, and emails, to let everyone know that we will be returning to Georgia.

Yes, we are excited to have finally made a decision about our future. But, one thing is for certain, all this excitement – this positive stress – took its toll on my body just like any other stress would have.

And left me with a headache.

I woke twelve hours later to more rain, less headache, and a day to sit and think about what life will be like after seminary.

A day to wrap my brain around the fact that we will be returning to Georgia.

We will be back in our old world.

And we will be with people that we love and have missed for three amazing years.

With that thought – that restful thought – I faced my Saturday.