Moving and I Moved.

Tonight we spent a glorious time moving Kristine and Pip's stuff out of Amanda and John's upper floor. We got to enjoy Amanda's wedding scrapbooks which were really well done. Wow, she got such beautiful cards. Anyhow. It was a 3 car convoy, 2 trips full to the brim. K's room is on the second floor of her new apartment/townhouse and so we climbed stairs around thirty times or more. That was nice because there are no stairs in my grandma's house and I have weird romantic notions about ascending and descending them.

K & Pip have a two story apartment they are sharing with a friend. It has 1.5 baths, laundry room inside of their apartment, huge kitchen and great storage. The staircase is open to the living room and I think it would be great to hang a rope there, so one could swing off of the stairs into the living room with a rose clenched in one's teeth and a rapier at the ready. Oh and there is a huge brass conquistador in the living room with a removable axe (uh, he's taller than me, so seven feet tall?)

A lovely black cat befriended all of us at A&J's and at one point got in my lap, wrapped it's paws around my neck and kissed me square on the mouth. *smile* Oh! And there is a huge colony of bats in the trees outside their house. *yes, yes* There were some lovely nights in highschool where I would leave the building late from some function or practice and bats would be circling above the parking lot. A&J live close to the h.s. so I guess that's were our town's bats hang out.

After moving, the whole crew and K&P's new roomie convoyed over to BJ's restaurant (haven't been there in years upon years). Wow. The food was great and so rock bottom cheap. I mean a breakfast plate for $2. Oh thank you God!

This whole night has made me reflect on how grateful I am for everything in my life. I'm glad I'm here in my hometown, but I miss what I thought my life would be like at this point and I miss LA and I think I always will. At least here the festivals are all free and there are so many friends and relatives that my life overlaps with now. Nights like this make life so enjoyable. Simple things. I was yearning for this feeling to return to me. I listened to Keane's song "Simple Thing" obsessively because it captured the loss I felt and it still resonates with me. Something in me is gone, but I sort of enjoy the ghost of it haunting inside of me. Somehow I am as Paul wrote in 2 Corinthians 6:10 - As sorrowful, yet alway rejoicing; as poor, yet making many rich; as having nothing, and yet possessing all things.

This only because I possess the joy of knowing that God is the greatest of all things one could have and that wisdom is the to be desired over riches. That God is the creator and knower of all and that I can trust that no matter what happens in life I have God to rely on in Love and the assurance and peace that comes only from such relationship no matter how close I teeter to not paying my car insurance (october. . . ) or no matter anything in life. Amen.

" I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete

Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin

I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place we used to love?
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of?"

(lyrics copyright Keane) complete lyrics here