The last couple weeks have been crazy busy, but now I finally get a chance to sit down and take a breath.
Since the last time you heard from me my small community had a county fair, I celebrated a wonderful birthday, and was taken out on the first real date I've had in a while. In that order. Now this week it's back to the grind and the start of the gossip. I suppose that's all some people have to do around this place. I just think it's funny because no matter how hard I try to not make a big deal out of something, people start talking about it and some who I don't even know come up and ask the nosiest questions about who my male companion was the other night.
The night in question was four days ago and it seems everyone I see is asking me when the next date is and if I had fun and how happy they are to see me "getting back on the horse." Yes, those words were used. I want to scream in their faces "ONE DATE! Just a date. Calm down!" And to make matters worse, I was trying to keep it from a few especially nosy family members but based on the people who saw us out, I decided to tell my mother the bare minimum. Now who knows what she's heard. Jesus, please don't let her go to Wal-Mart or the beauty shop! I'll probably be engaged by the time she gets back. And the boy wondered why I didn't want to tell my mom about the date to begin with.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Sittin' by the Sea
Last week my family went on vacation, which was a much needed experience considering the events of the past year.
The East Coast was just what we needed. As I sat with my toes buried in the sand and the Atlantic before me, I couldn't help but reflect on my life. Am I where I want to be? Yes and no. Am I pleased with who I've become? For the most part. Where will I be a couple years from now? I have no idea.
When I thought about the later, my heart was erratic and my head full of crazy ideas about the things that might happen...
Sure, I conjured up some wonderful daydreams about my dream job in the heart of Music City, living on a couple acres with a westward facing front porch swing and a dog. Maybe I'll have some kids, or I could stay in this podunk town the rest of my life. But no matter where a certain daydream had me living, thoughts kept drifting to who I'd like to have those kids with. Will I ever tie that knot, or will it never be more than a slipknot on a lonely fence post? I can't tell you now. Maybe there is someone out there who God has in store for me who I haven't met yet, or perhaps I already know him. Then again, maybe my knot is best untied to see how high I can fly.
Whatever happens, happens. Right?
So if your mind should start dancing around all the "what if's" and hypothetical situations, take a seat by sea to clear your head.
The East Coast was just what we needed. As I sat with my toes buried in the sand and the Atlantic before me, I couldn't help but reflect on my life. Am I where I want to be? Yes and no. Am I pleased with who I've become? For the most part. Where will I be a couple years from now? I have no idea.
When I thought about the later, my heart was erratic and my head full of crazy ideas about the things that might happen...
Sure, I conjured up some wonderful daydreams about my dream job in the heart of Music City, living on a couple acres with a westward facing front porch swing and a dog. Maybe I'll have some kids, or I could stay in this podunk town the rest of my life. But no matter where a certain daydream had me living, thoughts kept drifting to who I'd like to have those kids with. Will I ever tie that knot, or will it never be more than a slipknot on a lonely fence post? I can't tell you now. Maybe there is someone out there who God has in store for me who I haven't met yet, or perhaps I already know him. Then again, maybe my knot is best untied to see how high I can fly.
Whatever happens, happens. Right?
So if your mind should start dancing around all the "what if's" and hypothetical situations, take a seat by sea to clear your head.
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