i arrived home tuesday evening.
with great fanfare i left DC.
it was a bit intense for me.
i think my midwestern self was a little overwhelmed by the accolades. to be showered with praise publicly was intense. the congregation was incredibly kind and generous.
i spent the weekend packing, writing a sermon, and spending moments with the congregation.
a family that had adopted me, made sure i did not spend those strange last few moments alone.
it was much less of an adventure moving home.
no uhaul trailer attached to the marshmallow.
only 2 days of driving.
just wanting to arrive and process.
i don't like limbo times.
i don't like the times in between projects, events, activities.
i am a little antsy right now.
i feel a little strange missing DC. it was an uncomfortable home for me.
i love looking like the people around me. i love that i don't get stared at in grocery stores in mpls. i love that i can find food that i can eat and good coffee.
yet...
somehow i planted a few roots in DC. they started to grow.
i cried as i began to chant the kyrie.
somehow i made a home.
one more year of school.
a practicum.
a research paper.
some classes.
then...
i get to walk in two commencements.
but for now, i will hold my friend's newborn daughter.
as we sat in the kitchen on thursday, the little one threw her head so that she could lay in the sun as i held her. even at four weeks, she sought out the sunshine. so, i held the little one as she slept in the sun.
and...
i think maybe i did learn to preach.
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