I find myself writing in the last minutes of another Sunday.
I think it's the wrapping up of the previous week and the enormous potential for the upcoming week that inspires me to click my way to this page.
But perspective.
I want to say something about that because recently I have lacked perspective. I have looked down at my life and come away unsatisfied.
I see the numerous posts and pictures of friends at other colleges. I see posts of adventures friends here at my school that failed to invite me.
I compare my life to others and become ungrateful. Depressed. Unsatisfied.
I don't realize what I have.
My life is incredible.
I have a few close friends. Sometimes I feel the need to reach out for more.
That's all I need, though.
Then I start thinking that years from now, who cares about the others? The few are the ones that matter.
Why should I try to reach out and establish new relationships, give my time to others.
And that is because joy must be spread, be experienced, and multiplied.
Love must vibrate through the air.
Laughter must soak into our skin.
Life needs to be enjoyed. In the present. In the now.
Not later. Not in the future when I am older. I need to find the joys in everyday.
That being said, I need to see where I lack joy in my life. I should not do because I think I should.
I should do because I WANT, CRAVE, YEARN to do.
Can I break those bridges though?
Am I strong enough and wise enough to see the rusting bridges?
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Sunday, October 13, 2013
Last Minutes of Sunday
It's 11:24 p.m. Little more than half hour left of Sunday.
Sundays whisk by you without more than a glance. You protest the morning sun one moment and wish for it as it darkens and Monday is creeping up.
Today was quite a splendid Sunday.
I had a couple usual life talk with friends. Usual because they find their way into my life everyday.
Life talks?
Basically, talks about my indecision about life and my major.
I'm a Math major.
EWWW is what you're thinking. I don't necessarily agree...most of the time.
Biology. Biology can lead to animals and physical therapy. Biology doesn't seem so ew.
Except when you consider the amount of schooling involved for some of my dreamt of professions.
EWWWWWWWW.
You know what? It doesn't matter. He will lead me down the path I should go. I certainly, certainly have no idea where I am going. Recently he's been nudging me ever so slightly. I can't tell yet. More to come.
Just around the river bend.
Sundays whisk by you without more than a glance. You protest the morning sun one moment and wish for it as it darkens and Monday is creeping up.
Today was quite a splendid Sunday.
I had a couple usual life talk with friends. Usual because they find their way into my life everyday.
Life talks?
Basically, talks about my indecision about life and my major.
I'm a Math major.
EWWW is what you're thinking. I don't necessarily agree...most of the time.
Biology. Biology can lead to animals and physical therapy. Biology doesn't seem so ew.
Except when you consider the amount of schooling involved for some of my dreamt of professions.
EWWWWWWWW.
You know what? It doesn't matter. He will lead me down the path I should go. I certainly, certainly have no idea where I am going. Recently he's been nudging me ever so slightly. I can't tell yet. More to come.
Just around the river bend.
Saturday, October 12, 2013
Rainy Saturday
What a wonderful day.
Did anything out of this world happen? Any FANTASTIC?
No, but it was a good, good day.
A target shopping trip with my mom started my day. We wandered joyfully.
A most needed phone call from a best friend brought a smile to my face.
A football game with friends was spent.
And a horrible movie and an episode of Modern Family was watched with friends across the hall.
And now I am in a cozy blanket about to head to bed.
Not too shabby.
Thanks, Lord.
Did anything out of this world happen? Any FANTASTIC?
No, but it was a good, good day.
A target shopping trip with my mom started my day. We wandered joyfully.
A most needed phone call from a best friend brought a smile to my face.
A football game with friends was spent.
And a horrible movie and an episode of Modern Family was watched with friends across the hall.
And now I am in a cozy blanket about to head to bed.
Not too shabby.
Thanks, Lord.
Monday, October 7, 2013
Rainy Monday
Mondays seem to be the worst day of the week.
End of the weekend.
Beginning of the week.
Work.
Homework.
Tests.
Exams.
School.
You know what, though? I like Mondays. They are itch with potential. Anything can happen this week, be it good or bad.
This particular Monday it rained. As I sat sipping a Chai Tea Latte waiting for a friend to join me for lunch, I watched hunched shoulders after hunched shoulders trudging through the rain.
Not one seemed to be having a good Monday.
If any one of them had stopped, paused, and realized how refreshing the rain was, how it whisked away the humidity, and how it brought a clean start to week, they just might have smiled.
Nothing particularly extraordinary or wonderful happened today.
But it was a day. A delightful day in which I relished in moments of smiles and laughter.
It was a Rainy Monday.
End of the weekend.
Beginning of the week.
Work.
Homework.
Tests.
Exams.
School.
You know what, though? I like Mondays. They are itch with potential. Anything can happen this week, be it good or bad.
This particular Monday it rained. As I sat sipping a Chai Tea Latte waiting for a friend to join me for lunch, I watched hunched shoulders after hunched shoulders trudging through the rain.
Not one seemed to be having a good Monday.
If any one of them had stopped, paused, and realized how refreshing the rain was, how it whisked away the humidity, and how it brought a clean start to week, they just might have smiled.
Nothing particularly extraordinary or wonderful happened today.
But it was a day. A delightful day in which I relished in moments of smiles and laughter.
It was a Rainy Monday.
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Brokenness
Today, like other days, I feel broken.
I feel weak against all the forces of the world bearing down upon me.
True, I am a college student. What do I have to worry about? I'm living the good life!
I am. I am truly, truly blessed.
Moments of weakness and loneliness can bring me to my knees.
Only in times of true broken do I realize what I have.
I have the most amazing best friend in the world.
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