I'm at the airport. 3 hours early. Sitting in front of my gate with a plane 40 minutes late.
I can breathe for the first time in 3 weeks/ 5 months. This is figuratively and literally. I have a sinus infection.... AND my life has been CHAOS all semester.
Please, let me explain my day. Really. You'll see what I mean....
6 am- Woke up a little sad that the memory foam mattress consuming me and the black dog next to me won't be a comfort for quite some time. I was exhausted because I finished a paper for school at 1 am and realized I should probably check in for my flight.
7:30 am- coffee with my lovely, wonderful, enchanting, amazing friend Hillary. We spoke Pochahontus and laughed... typical. She is SUCH a huge blessing in my life.
9:15 am- bought a new handlamp that I had to really restrain myself from wearing all day because it is really, really neat. I tried it while using the bathroom. Epic.
9:30 am - visited the incredible Gore family to be presented with cards and notes for everyday that I am gone. WHAT?! Seriously friends? I've seen you write ridiculous notes and snicker at the inappropriate things that are probably in my cards for a couple of weeks now but to have a note for everyday I am gone is just down right absurd. I'm shocked. I'm appalled. I am awestruck...
I am seriously blessed.
After saying bye to the wonderful family that has made a huge impact on my life this year I drove home (with very little gas in my tank just to insure I don't waste money on Terry who will be parked for the summer)
I quickly compiled a list of things to buy and then made my way to:
The bank for some rather amusing transactions
Borders (YESSSS NEW JOURNAL!)
Ross for some clothes
Walmart to buy out their stock of hot sauce and other random items I may need for 2 and a half months.
While this was hectic my beautiful and pregnant sister in law assisted me in staying chill and composed.
2:15- arrive home, ate spinach dip which is probably still in my teeth and relax to realize....
OHMYLANTA its getting late. I ran downstairs and began packing.
Seriously. I'm not kidding. I started packing at 3:30. For an 11 week trip.
No... this isn't a sick joke. I had a big backpack and 2 donation bins to throw together.
Some called this denial. I was denying the fact that I was leaving.
My mom said it was because I am confident and not worried (golly gee thanks ma)
I called this simply a sheer, undeniably hectic day/life.
I'm packed. I have no earthly idea what is in my bags. I'm hoping I have a pair of underwear in there somewhere and if my chipotle tobasco sauce made it in to put on top of my posho I will be so thrilled I will probably squeal.
5pm rolls around quickly. With wet hair and some questionable luggage items I hopped in Adam's car. Adam and Todd are my new Iowa friends. They came with Sam. I met Sam in Uganda last year and we have been adventuring ever since. These fine midwestern gentlemen took me to the airport. In what looked like an adventure in disguise it was really just part of my plan to have 3 good looking men walk my awkward luggage to the airport check in. muhahahaha. KIDDING. kinda.
Which brings me to the present. I am surrounded by British individuals. I have my earphones in but it is only to disguise the fact that I am listening to the charming accents of these people and not really jamming to tunes. Ooooops.
Admittedly, my sinus infection is coinciding with some sad tears.
But... phew. I made it here. I don't think a delayed flight or 18 hours in the air could frustrate me. I get to see Musana Children's Home kids on Friday and I am SO excited. My 18 credit semester is over. My maymester class on awkward intimate relationships is finished. I got over my sickness, for the most part, just in time. I went skydiving Monday with my Iowa adventure friends. IT WAS AMAZING. I would highly recommend it. Seriously. I got to hang out with Sam. I moved home to my mom's until I graduate in December and while I love my apartment in Superior, it will be great to have a home and a dog for once.
I'm going to miss a lot of people this summer, but I remind myself constantly they'll be here when I get back and hopefully ready to go camping and enjoy summer with me in August :). For now, I am going to journal, read a book NOT about psychology and I am going to love harder than I have ever loved. I want to shine God's light in Uganda and I want to live my life this summer running after the heart of Jesus.
I couldn't be sitting here in DIA on my way to Uganda without the amazing support of my friends and family. Financially, emotionally and spiritually I have incredible people in my life and am so thankful for the overwhelming support I have been given. So thank you. Thanks for the support and thanks for reading this obnoxiously long post about my crazy day.
"We get one story, you and I, and one story alone. God has established the elements, the setting and the climax and the resolution. It would be a crime not to venture out, wouldn't it?
It might be time for you to go. It might be time to change, to shine out.
I want to repeat one word for you:
Leave.
Roll the word around on your tongue for a bit. It is a beautiful word, isn't it? So strong and forceful, the way you have always wanted to be. And you will not be alone. You have never been alone. Don't worry. Everything will still be here when you get back. It is you who will have changed."
-Donald Miller
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