As I sit here in my new office/guest room, sipping on some green tea that I brewed in my new teapot (see photo), I consider the whirlwind that the past ten days have been.
I thought that with the end of the Spring semester, I would be able to relax, slow down, and live a laissez-faire, contemplative lifestyle; however, this has been far from the reality of the past ten days. During last semester, Bridgette and I postponed a lot of errands, chores, and to-do-lists until we were afforded more time. But before the semester ended we had to make an emergency trip home to Ohio to be with my father who was ‘let go’ after 29 years of faithful service to a gas company, then we went to the funeral of Bridgette’s grandmother, and finally that trip ended with celebration as Bridgette’s high school friends got married. The two weekends after that trip home, were filled with other weddings and although we were accomplishing a large number of the ‘to-dos,’ we were still found wanton before our latest trip home for father’s day ten days ago.
Our time with our families were the normal mixture of angst, joy, difficulty, celebration, and a subversive optimism. Whenever we are at home visiting, my ability to find ‘free’ or ‘alone’ time to write, read, create is compromised, but its worth the extra quality time with family members. We arrived back in Wilmore Monday evening and have been decorating, organizing, moving, and preparing for baby Anna Rose to come ever since. I feel as though my creativity has been constipated the past ten days, hence the lack of posts. Today is the first day where I was able to sit down and just read and write … just in time because I’m leaving next week for a 36 day tour of duty as a chaplain candidate at Scott AFB outside of St. Louis.