Thanks, Harrisburg.
It's been a while.
The only reason I'm even here and able to do this is because the car I take to my practicum won't start and I can't get ahold of its owner....
So I'm waiting. And killing time, because if I can't go today, it's gonna be a pretty long, boring day.
Just found Molly Griffin on twitter, and read her blog for like 20 minutes. And for some reason, made me think so much. She's so creative and such a great writer, and I just think back to like seventh grade when we had a sleepover at her house and watched Bring it On. If she wrote a book, I'd read it. Her blogs had me interested.
So this past weekend we went on choir tour. For some reason, I haven't been able to put words to it anywhere else. Maybe it will happen here.
We went to the same church that we went to the fall tour of my freshman year. The fall tour where I decided my life needed to change. I cried all weekend. I spent all weekend on the phone, listening to someone else cry, and sing, and beg for me to change my mind. I remember texting Tyler to tell him we were stuck. And I knew my life was going to change.
I didn't know he'd be a part of it. But as I walked into the church, I saw the corner where I curled up in my blanket with my amazing roommate and cried because my life was seemingly over to me. I saw the colored walls of the kid's zone and it just turned my world around and brought me back.
I never thought I would be here. Well, maybe eventually. I really thought things may go back to where they were, and now I can't even imagine it. I've never doubted what I have now. I'm ready for forever. Thankful doesn't begin to describe it. Every day it makes more sense. And this weekend brought me back to the very beginning.
The only reason I'm even here and able to do this is because the car I take to my practicum won't start and I can't get ahold of its owner....
So I'm waiting. And killing time, because if I can't go today, it's gonna be a pretty long, boring day.
Just found Molly Griffin on twitter, and read her blog for like 20 minutes. And for some reason, made me think so much. She's so creative and such a great writer, and I just think back to like seventh grade when we had a sleepover at her house and watched Bring it On. If she wrote a book, I'd read it. Her blogs had me interested.
So this past weekend we went on choir tour. For some reason, I haven't been able to put words to it anywhere else. Maybe it will happen here.
We went to the same church that we went to the fall tour of my freshman year. The fall tour where I decided my life needed to change. I cried all weekend. I spent all weekend on the phone, listening to someone else cry, and sing, and beg for me to change my mind. I remember texting Tyler to tell him we were stuck. And I knew my life was going to change.
I didn't know he'd be a part of it. But as I walked into the church, I saw the corner where I curled up in my blanket with my amazing roommate and cried because my life was seemingly over to me. I saw the colored walls of the kid's zone and it just turned my world around and brought me back.
I never thought I would be here. Well, maybe eventually. I really thought things may go back to where they were, and now I can't even imagine it. I've never doubted what I have now. I'm ready for forever. Thankful doesn't begin to describe it. Every day it makes more sense. And this weekend brought me back to the very beginning.