This is on its way to me from the Urban Outfitters warehouse in South Carolina. I knew I had to buy it when I couldn't stop thinking about it for two weeks straight.
So it's July. This month marks the beginning of our third year here in Boston. ! Lots of things have changed since we left L.A. (warning; lots of I, we, me's coming your way.) We got a dog. Who we successfully potty trained. I found a job that has led me down a career path I can finally be excited and proud of. We've made new friends. Who aren't all asian. I am a car-less urbanite. (sort of). I can clean hard wood floors and install a portable A/C unit. When all else fails, we use kitty litter to dig tires out of the snow. I now watch baseball. And Tom Brady. In our spare time we take walks and sit outside. Come to think of it, what did I fill my days with before we moved here?
Back home, I lived less than a mile from the hospital where I was born. Friendships were made and collected over a lifetime. I really missed the history and familiarity when we first came out here. I felt, and still feel sad about not being there during those historic moments - reunions, weddings, late nights, mission send-offs, impromptu everythings. But at the same time, I am building a new history here.
I'm learning that marriage is harder than I thought, and being married to a surgical resident is harder than that. More importantly, I'm learning to let go and let God take the reigns, in marriage, in friendships, and even in the act of living. I am beginning to accept that I am a simple person. And I am learning to be okay with that.
This fall, our Boston story takes a new turn as I go back to school. Stay tuned...
