So, I haven't been very biographical when it comes to my posts lately, other than the series.
This is an update between the end of sophomore year and now (the beginning of junior year).
May: Spent a week and a half at home before crossing the Atlantic to spend two weeks in Great Britain. That will be a series of posts sometime. In short, it was amazing.
Came home and got some sad news.
June: Celebrated my Grandma Swanson's 80th birthday with our whole family.
Grandpa Swanson went into the hospital.
Grandma Swanson stayed with us for a weekend.
Grandpa Swanson died.
We went to Illinois for the visitation and funeral.
We went to Wisconsin for the graveside service and funeral.
July: My parents spent a week in Texas and Oklahoma for Missionary Church General Conference.
I spent that week alone in our house, carrying a knife with me every time I went upstairs.
I worked with our youth group.
I led worship on Thursday nights for our college group.
I was numb.
I was infatuated.
I was weary.
August: Repeat most of July.
Harry Potter marathon.
School.
And here we are at a new chapter.
Childhood has ended.
The reality of mortality has finally struck my heart and mind.
I have learned and I am learning.
I have grown and I am growing.
I am trusting and leaning and surrendering.
And that is a glimpse at how my life is right now.
Also, I'm sitting on our window sill breathing the night air, listening to Adele and cicadas and the cars on Logan St., smelling the cupcakes I made today, wishing I didn't have so much reading to do for classes, and waiting for friends to come over.
This is an update between the end of sophomore year and now (the beginning of junior year).
May: Spent a week and a half at home before crossing the Atlantic to spend two weeks in Great Britain. That will be a series of posts sometime. In short, it was amazing.
Came home and got some sad news.
June: Celebrated my Grandma Swanson's 80th birthday with our whole family.
Grandpa Swanson went into the hospital.
Grandma Swanson stayed with us for a weekend.
Grandpa Swanson died.
We went to Illinois for the visitation and funeral.
We went to Wisconsin for the graveside service and funeral.
July: My parents spent a week in Texas and Oklahoma for Missionary Church General Conference.
I spent that week alone in our house, carrying a knife with me every time I went upstairs.
I worked with our youth group.
I led worship on Thursday nights for our college group.
I was numb.
I was infatuated.
I was weary.
August: Repeat most of July.
Harry Potter marathon.
School.
And here we are at a new chapter.
Childhood has ended.
The reality of mortality has finally struck my heart and mind.
I have learned and I am learning.
I have grown and I am growing.
I am trusting and leaning and surrendering.
And that is a glimpse at how my life is right now.
Also, I'm sitting on our window sill breathing the night air, listening to Adele and cicadas and the cars on Logan St., smelling the cupcakes I made today, wishing I didn't have so much reading to do for classes, and waiting for friends to come over.
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