Thursday, September 18, 2014

Transitions...and Lake Days!

Changing focus. Changing places. Changing comforts. 

Whenever I move from one place to another, it always takes adjustment. Transitions are always so strange to me. I’ve done it enough times now, that I know what to expect. That makes it better, and worse. Better because I know I’ll adjust and find a “new norm” and worse because when you leave, things change and they’re not the same when you come back. 



I didn’t go to college for four years. When I graduated from high school, I looked at several schools “away from home”. I didn’t really even consider community schools because I wanted to do something different than everyone else did.  God closed every door and opened new ones. I started a photography business. I started other jobs. I bought a car. I lived at home. I got involved at my church. For the last 4 years I have left for the summer. Each year I miss the “normal” summer activities that happen at home.


Coming home this summer, I felt it again. People had changed, things had changed, and I had changed. And once again, I needed to process it all. I jumped right back into work, but with one less job this time around. I've started into the somewhat daunting but extremely exciting "fall season". I’m so grateful for the first month of being back...it was quiet, schedules were slow, and I had extra time with my family and close friends. 



A few weeks ago I went to the lake with my sister and her family, and my best friend and her family. We started the day on the kayak, ate yummy picnic food, and chilled on a blanket under a tree just talking. Then came the best part...Michael brought his boat. 



I’m probably going to sound like an excited kid here, but I absolutely love boats. Boating during the summer literally puts me in my "happy place". I got on the tube and squealed and laughed and had the best time.




 I talked Brittany into joining me, and it got even better. We bumped into each other, screamed when we thought we’d fall off, held on even though our arms were numb, and laughed. And laughed and laughed and laughed. 





When our arms couldn’t take anymore Michael drove us around. There are seats on the front of the boat. Trying to describe the feeling is hard. It was fast, water was spraying in our faces a bit, and our hair was blown out of control. Looking ahead, you saw the water speeding by, blue skies, lots of trees, and birds flying.








So. Much. Fun. Slow days, time to think, and hanging out with these people always helps the transition. I  am so grateful for my family, my friends, and God's beautiful creation. And days like that. When His love is almost tangible. 























Adios summer...until next time. ;) 

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