Long Away
It has been a while since I've thought to written anything really out of the ordinary. A week following my passing of classes....*blah*....I went to PA to see a dear friend. (Forgive me Ari-chan....I've lacked my mind to speak in writing...I R Bad) I spent over a week there with her and met her family. That was quite the experience having traveled across PA, Maryland, and into Virginia to see Anji again. I was so happy to hear such great news of her recovery. Her prayers were being heard and it was marvelous to see such joy. In addition to this week I ventured to an old amusement park with Allison and her mother...and by gosh was I amazed to that day. Those roller coasters put even Roar to shame...truly...even I with my frame of body felt like I was falling out of the seat when we took our first dive. It was heart wrenching and I couldn't even venture on the Phoenix again after that. Throughout the week we went to see Terminator...(HA...no comment)...ventured Williamsport's more busiest sways and had delicious Thai food.
One of the best highlights came from somewhere I actually felt most uncomfortable with and that was going to church with Allison on the Sunday before my departure. I am not a woman who ventures much into theology and faith...my life has detoured me having to focus on just surviving everyday life. But, that day it was a weekend to be somewhere to send thought and prayer to my grandfather after his passing a few years ago and having a moment of self reflection onto myself. I may not agree with all of one religion, but in the foundations of where I was that day I found my heart slightly lifted as I could agree with the foundations of what their...well...is he a priest...a holy father...I am not good for the terminology but he was the their preacher and guide of the sermon. Despite my uncomfortable woes and fears things he spoke of...namely the faith of marriage and council of faith....how it had failed me...well...he spoke of peace and despite it not for me I could feel where he was coming from. It is what I would wish onto others in a heartbeat because the approach that my ex-husband and I took...was foul and over flowing in filth (mainy on his part, and any who knows the truth of the situation can understand)...
With that week passing I returned home only a week or so later whisked away to Marine world in Vallejo. I had high hopes the Temple of Odin would be finished to see their precious white tiger, but alas it was not and was there to see the confinement of their tiger. Ah...still a majestic beauty. There were memories there and would like to return when I graduate with friends as it was a place I often visited when I had earned my way through school in high praise and grades. Fitting to return when I finally shed free of college.
Now here I am...life is calming a bit though I hear on the horizon I may be venturing again into the heart of norther central CA....how so?....we shall never know.
Now...to return to the Tudors...oh my heart would be if not Anne Boleyn....HAHAHAAAAA.............*dead*
Photos will come later!!
One of the best highlights came from somewhere I actually felt most uncomfortable with and that was going to church with Allison on the Sunday before my departure. I am not a woman who ventures much into theology and faith...my life has detoured me having to focus on just surviving everyday life. But, that day it was a weekend to be somewhere to send thought and prayer to my grandfather after his passing a few years ago and having a moment of self reflection onto myself. I may not agree with all of one religion, but in the foundations of where I was that day I found my heart slightly lifted as I could agree with the foundations of what their...well...is he a priest...a holy father...I am not good for the terminology but he was the their preacher and guide of the sermon. Despite my uncomfortable woes and fears things he spoke of...namely the faith of marriage and council of faith....how it had failed me...well...he spoke of peace and despite it not for me I could feel where he was coming from. It is what I would wish onto others in a heartbeat because the approach that my ex-husband and I took...was foul and over flowing in filth (mainy on his part, and any who knows the truth of the situation can understand)...
With that week passing I returned home only a week or so later whisked away to Marine world in Vallejo. I had high hopes the Temple of Odin would be finished to see their precious white tiger, but alas it was not and was there to see the confinement of their tiger. Ah...still a majestic beauty. There were memories there and would like to return when I graduate with friends as it was a place I often visited when I had earned my way through school in high praise and grades. Fitting to return when I finally shed free of college.
Now here I am...life is calming a bit though I hear on the horizon I may be venturing again into the heart of norther central CA....how so?....we shall never know.
Now...to return to the Tudors...oh my heart would be if not Anne Boleyn....HAHAHAAAAA.............*dead*
Photos will come later!!