Week 21 - Departures

It’s cool this morning, as if Canada were saying goodbye and reminding us of what spring should feel like before we head back to the endless heat of Texas. I stood there on the balcony of our rental, for what seemed like too long, just breathing in the crisp morning air, laden with fragrant pine while the sun slowly rose in the east.

I don’t want to leave,  but I can’t stay.

Week 20 - Failure

Journaling is something I've wanting to incorporate into my life. I'd made it a goal for the new year to write in the journal twice a week. Well...I failed that this month. Lasted longer than I thought I would. I'll still try and journal, but I'm not sure it will ever be a regular practice of mine.

Failure is part of life, and I definitely learned that I like to type more than write long hand.

Week 19 - TicTac

A roommate brought his cat along and this cat HATED me. He used to hide behind the couch and ambush me. Yet, when my roommate was deployed for 6 months, all this cat had was me. I found him sleeping next to my left shoulder every night. This came at a period of time when, though I had many friends, I was known by very few. This was due mainly to my refusal to be vulnerable about my shortcomings. People knew who I was, but they did not know me. My struggles, my burdens, my ambitions, my desires, these were all kept safe and secure, deep in my heart, and I was miserable. Despite this being my fault for not opening up to my community, God saw fit to give me a small level of comfort by way of this small pain in the butt, named TicTac. Seven years later and he's now sitting in my lap. I'm much more vulnerable with my people, but it's nice a lap cat too.

Week 18 - Work

Have you ever left work knowing you'd done a good job? Knowing you'd put in hours of labor and it meant something? Those are good days. Sometimes here at the National Weather Service, it feels like feast or famine. The saying "it never rains, but it pours", applies quite often. There are shifts that drag on for what seems like days, filled with mindless paperwork and training. Then there are those shifts where we're trying to squeeze as many seconds out of every minute we can get. Yet I wouldn't trade any of it, not even the slow days. I love this job and I am absolutely blessed to have it.

Week 17 - Fences

There’s an elementary school down the street from me. It has a big empty field. It used to be open with only a shin-high steal rail to keep cars from running through it. I walk down that direction quite often. It wasn't unusual to see people play football or running with kites. There's a fence around it now. I understand why it's there, with all the incidents that have happened over the years at schools I would never blame them for adding security for our children. Even still, it makes me sad that evil has won so often that we have to take measures like this.

Week 16 - The Water Guy

Years ago, when my family still lived in San Antonio, we had what I thought was a “luxury”. A guy would show up at our house and deliver water in 5 gal jugs. His name was Daryl and he was a pretty cool guy! Once he brought this glass water jug, like the kind they had in the old cop movies. My mom really likes it too and talked Daryl into selling it to us. Not sure how I ended up with this cool jug, but it brings back memories of backyard adventures and bike rides through the neighborhood.

Week 15 - Memory Lane

I took a stroll down memory lane today, well, down Warrior Ave. I lived on that street for 5 years; in a duplex, sorry, I mean a "semi-detached". It was my first experience living on my own in a home rather than an apartment, and I loved it! I had a small yard and a giant pine tree in the front. I've had everything from a deluge, to snow, to layers of ice and a hail storm. Oh, yes, and UNBEARABLE heat!

As I walked through the neighborhood it struck me how absolutely quiet it was. I suppose I've become accustomed to being sandwiched between the Loop 306 and Sunset. Don't take peace and quiet for granted people.

The seasons of life we walk through should always be treasured. I'm thoroughly enjoying owning a home...no wait the A/C just went out and I have to drop $3K...nevermind.