Those postcards I sent to Birmingham...
Guess what guys? I'M HOME! It still seems too wonderful to be true.
Today was the quintessential beautiful Florida day. The sun was shining enough to warm your skin and the cool breeze coming from the coast was just enough to keep the day pleasant and dreamlike. New places are exciting and mysterious, but old places are familiar and dear. I've missed my state. :)
I spent the morning reading, thinking, praying and listening to music. I love the Elizabethtown soundtrack! I love how certain music reminds you of certain places and times. Elizabethtown is wonderful because it will forever remind me of my wide-eyed discovery of England as well as these sweet sunny days spent on holiday at home.
Today's momentous college and career picnic turned out to be not so momentous- in the way I thought it would be, that is. The squirrel park looked different, as every place does here after hurricane Wilma. Yet the day remained beautiful and there was a blanket spread out on the grass waiting for Carolyn and I and our bag lunches. :) I love Mrs. Cogdill- if I grow to be like her at all, it will be quite an accomplishment. And Mr. Lucky was quite the laugh for me- especially when he ran off with his big leash handle trailing behind him.
"We just stopped by to say that we can't stay!" ::drives away::
Our fridge is still chock full of Christmas day leftovers. Sadly, most of those leftovers are in the dessert category and my diet over the past few days can basically be labeled as crap. Still, I like eating those leftovers- its like savouring the last little bits of the holidays so that their end doesn't seem so sad.
I finally finished wrapping all my unwrapped Christmas presents to people! (Another way, I realized, of savouring.) I watched It's A Wonderful Life while I wrapped. Gosh I love that movie!! It was good when I was growing up, but now that I'm older I really understand certain parts simply because I'm smarter or because I've got more life experience under my belt. In any case, the movie, like Sigrid's gingerbread cookies, has become better with age. And then I watched Little Women which also has such a dear place in my heart and has come to be an even better movie with time.
(Plays #2 on the Elizabethtown soundtrack again for the 20th time today)
Today I got choked up with both laughter and tears when the random thought of a scabies-ridden tramp popped into my mind. Those are the best kinds of inside jokes, my friends.
"...but a man can dream can't he?"
The Christmas lights in my room look pretty when all the other lights are off and they are free to glow all in their own little way. They make me smile. I think we must look like a bunch of little Christmas lights to God- spread across the world, smiling and shining with His light in a dark place.
I just found a mangled candy string in my bag of Twizzlers! Haha! Or, as my friend would say: "ILL!"
MAN YOU GUYS! I got the coolest scarf today! Make sure to ask me about it if you see me. I'm so serious.
This entry has been like a scrapbook- significant odds and ends all pasted together to capture a whole memory. This is so appropriate for me since that's what its been like being home... separate occasions- lasting hours and little instances that could only happen with me and my friends and family in this place. The way my home smells, how the sun shines in the afternoon, friends stopping by my house to surprise me, a walk to the town hall in Davie at night to see the lights, pineapple cheese, driving alone at night with just me, the music and Jesus, having all my guy friends pick me up and swing me around when they see me, hearing Carolyn and Sara laughing, Shelby rolling in the pile of wrapping paper on the floor on Christmas morning after all the gifts are open, hearing the midnight freight train pass the neighborhood and continue towards Miami, the infamous squeaks of my trundle bed....
Tonight I helped Vanessa get ready for her trip to Kentucky (Louisville, Kentucky I might add). And then I got to drive the Jeep to Granmummy's where we said goodbye to Aunt Jean since she's going home tomorrow. Tomorrow evening holds a cuban sandwich, a guava pastry and a hot cup of cafe con leche for Mamasita and me at the Bread Shop. And hopefully a movie or two after that. Mmmmm.
My heart aches from happiness.
I'm listening to Coldplay now. :) Holy cow guys, I went to England!! And I'm going back! AHH!
How wonderful to know that no matter where I go or what I do I will be, nay, I AM loved. ;)
"And so we know and rely on the love that God has for us." --1 John 4:16
Writing to you from her little blue bedroom,
your Meg :)
She had eyes so blue they looked like weather...
Today was the quintessential beautiful Florida day. The sun was shining enough to warm your skin and the cool breeze coming from the coast was just enough to keep the day pleasant and dreamlike. New places are exciting and mysterious, but old places are familiar and dear. I've missed my state. :)
I spent the morning reading, thinking, praying and listening to music. I love the Elizabethtown soundtrack! I love how certain music reminds you of certain places and times. Elizabethtown is wonderful because it will forever remind me of my wide-eyed discovery of England as well as these sweet sunny days spent on holiday at home.
Today's momentous college and career picnic turned out to be not so momentous- in the way I thought it would be, that is. The squirrel park looked different, as every place does here after hurricane Wilma. Yet the day remained beautiful and there was a blanket spread out on the grass waiting for Carolyn and I and our bag lunches. :) I love Mrs. Cogdill- if I grow to be like her at all, it will be quite an accomplishment. And Mr. Lucky was quite the laugh for me- especially when he ran off with his big leash handle trailing behind him.
"We just stopped by to say that we can't stay!" ::drives away::
Our fridge is still chock full of Christmas day leftovers. Sadly, most of those leftovers are in the dessert category and my diet over the past few days can basically be labeled as crap. Still, I like eating those leftovers- its like savouring the last little bits of the holidays so that their end doesn't seem so sad.
I finally finished wrapping all my unwrapped Christmas presents to people! (Another way, I realized, of savouring.) I watched It's A Wonderful Life while I wrapped. Gosh I love that movie!! It was good when I was growing up, but now that I'm older I really understand certain parts simply because I'm smarter or because I've got more life experience under my belt. In any case, the movie, like Sigrid's gingerbread cookies, has become better with age. And then I watched Little Women which also has such a dear place in my heart and has come to be an even better movie with time.
(Plays #2 on the Elizabethtown soundtrack again for the 20th time today)
Today I got choked up with both laughter and tears when the random thought of a scabies-ridden tramp popped into my mind. Those are the best kinds of inside jokes, my friends.
"...but a man can dream can't he?"
The Christmas lights in my room look pretty when all the other lights are off and they are free to glow all in their own little way. They make me smile. I think we must look like a bunch of little Christmas lights to God- spread across the world, smiling and shining with His light in a dark place.
I just found a mangled candy string in my bag of Twizzlers! Haha! Or, as my friend would say: "ILL!"
MAN YOU GUYS! I got the coolest scarf today! Make sure to ask me about it if you see me. I'm so serious.
This entry has been like a scrapbook- significant odds and ends all pasted together to capture a whole memory. This is so appropriate for me since that's what its been like being home... separate occasions- lasting hours and little instances that could only happen with me and my friends and family in this place. The way my home smells, how the sun shines in the afternoon, friends stopping by my house to surprise me, a walk to the town hall in Davie at night to see the lights, pineapple cheese, driving alone at night with just me, the music and Jesus, having all my guy friends pick me up and swing me around when they see me, hearing Carolyn and Sara laughing, Shelby rolling in the pile of wrapping paper on the floor on Christmas morning after all the gifts are open, hearing the midnight freight train pass the neighborhood and continue towards Miami, the infamous squeaks of my trundle bed....
Tonight I helped Vanessa get ready for her trip to Kentucky (Louisville, Kentucky I might add). And then I got to drive the Jeep to Granmummy's where we said goodbye to Aunt Jean since she's going home tomorrow. Tomorrow evening holds a cuban sandwich, a guava pastry and a hot cup of cafe con leche for Mamasita and me at the Bread Shop. And hopefully a movie or two after that. Mmmmm.
My heart aches from happiness.
I'm listening to Coldplay now. :) Holy cow guys, I went to England!! And I'm going back! AHH!
How wonderful to know that no matter where I go or what I do I will be, nay, I AM loved. ;)
"And so we know and rely on the love that God has for us." --1 John 4:16
Writing to you from her little blue bedroom,
your Meg :)
She had eyes so blue they looked like weather...