This summer is the first time I've been unemployed since I was 14. I'm tempted to feel lazy or unproductive or to feel that this summer is going to be wasted. But there have been a lot of ways that I have been blessed with little to do this summer. I want to remember the little things, the ways I've enjoyed God in this time.
I want to remember... ...wearing skirts and dresses every day. ...going on hour-long morning walks with my dog. ...the sight of my journal and bible on my futon bringing me joy as I remember the time I will have there the next morning. ...making the swaggon mine, aka putting an EC sticker and a pine ridge necklace on the mirror. ...doing lay ups in my driveway. ...exploring the hippie ways of essential oils, no poo, and various kinds of nut oil on my skin. ...waking up before 8am every day. ...the way there always seem to be cherry tomatoes by my fridge to snack on. ...enjoying a LOT of sunshine, with 50 SPF sunscreen of course. ...sitting on the floating picnic table and enjoying the company of others my age. ...organizing and purging all of my stuff. ...the really good conversation with my Aunt Mary about the pebble I brought back from China. ...Brioche french toast and conversations about ministry at SAP. ...people who keep buying me lunch (Jillian) and dinner (Michelle) or just feed me in general. ...the crazy amounts of berries and peaches I've eaten. ...skype, facetime, and phone conversations catching up with so many of my friends.
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