"It was her habit to build laughter out of inadequate materials." -The Grapes of Wrath
Whoa, she lives.
It has definitely been a minute since I wrote anything meaningful that wasn't a paper analyzing the use of symbolism in a 20th century novel. I am mentally trying to construct a thesis for this post and am coming up blank, which means this is going to be ramble-y and unfocused. Maybe you'll get a glimpse into the chaos that is my mind.
So, what has happened since my last post on January 1, 2017? The better question would be what hasn't happened since then? I'll give you the rundown.
I met a guy, my best friend graduated from college, I got a few concussions, I got some hardware removed from my arm, my LITTLE brother started driving, I met some great people, I traveled to 9 different states, went to 6 weddings, I met Princess Aurora and Pocahontas, was gifted Gillian Anderson's shoes, started my LAST year of college ('bout time...), and... oh yeah, I got engaged.
And I don't remember a second of it.
Kidding...
Mostly.
In all honesty though, the past two years have been crazy. It blows my mind that it has been that long since I have posted anything. The primary reason that I started this blog was to share my eating disorder recovery story, but that feels like a lifetime ago. I can't even remember the last time I felt the need to skip a meal or count calories. I do remember eating two bowls of pot roast last week, though.
Now if I could only figure out how to stop giving myself concussions... (who falls out of a lofted bed and runs into an open door?!)
I'm excited to hopefully get back into writing, though. As I said, this started as a way to share my testimony, morphed into my recovery journey and how God was moving in my life, and morphed again into testimony: part II--because my testimony is apparently a Star Wars-length saga over here. Now I'm hoping to return to the heart of what this blog tried to get at: how God is working in my ever-changing life. It is helpful for me and my spiritual growth, but my hope is that it becomes beneficial for someone else, too. All three people who are still following along at home.
Hopefully I can make this a weekly thing again, but with student teaching in full swing we will see how faithful I remain. Writing is certainly therapeutic for me, and I am going to need ALL the therapy and self-care for the next 11 weeks.
So, here's to starting new chapters. Here's to looking back on past chapters, seeing struggles resolved, and coming out the other side a stronger, more resilient person. Here's to learning how to be an adult, and here's to sharing God's presence in every corner of my life.
Cheers,
jkd
