Coming to terms with being unemployed this summer has been something. The Lord's always showing me that things work on his timeline, not mine. Surprisingly, its been more of a blessing that I would have imagined. I've really enjoyed being able to do things with my family without restrictions. Simply the smallest things like going to the grocery store and running errands with my mom have been enjoyable this summer. Knowing that next summer I'll possibly be living in my college town I'm really trying to make this summer count with my family & friends in my hometown. Today one of my family members encouraged me to enjoy this state of unemployment while I can, because it won't be something that will come around again any time soon. In reference to the title of this post, enjoying this summer may or may not come with listening to copious amounts of Taylor Swift.
I really enjoyed being home this week with Mathieu visiting. The whole family was in the house, which is something of an uncommon occurrence. Like the card I gave my step-dad on father's day said, "Family is weird, but a good kind of weird". I love my weird family. We had my sister's graduation party at our house Saturday. It was so great to get to see and visit with family friends I haven't seen in a few years. One such person, my grandma's friend Mike, I haven't seen in about five years. It was really great to get to catch up with him and his family, finally!
So since I don't have much to talk about this week, I think I'll be courageous & put a poem I wrote last spring out here. I hope you enjoy!
Sinkhole
One morning I woke up
and there it was.
A deep ache began to settle in my heart.
I realized there would be no more
tree houses and sandboxes. No more
family built swing set. No more
sled hills. No more
running barefoot across gravel parking lots.
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