I've lived in every timezone in the continental United States since graduating college in 2001. First it was Seattle. Then Colorado. Eventually, I became a Texan. And now, it's Atlanta. I'm on my 4th phone number and 9th address in 9 years.
One might think that I liked moving around...that it was easy...and that this kind of transition was exciting and fun.
I don't. It's not. And, OK, it kind of is. A tiny little bit.
My job and life in Seattle came with built-in friends. I worked in an office with five other recent grads. Two of them were insta-friends, and we still keep up with each other today.
When I traded in excellent coffee, delicious Thai food and overcast, drizzly skies for mountain adventures, academia and the sunniest city in America, it came with built in community. Full-time grad student. Lived on campus. So. Much. Fun. That group of people graduated and moved on, but the transition to life in Boulder was smooth because my life, friends and church all remained constant.
Then I prayed for a year and a half that God would teach me to trust and obey Him more. He sent me to Texas. I cried. No joke.
Austin was a hard move for me...but it had relationships waiting. My big brother lived there for years, and I knew many of his friends. It was easy. Sure, there were some stumbling blocks along the way, but there were people to call, things to do and social events happening.
Then I quit my job and decided to run back to the mountains as quickly as possible. And I did. For a month. But a phone call while driving around Lake Dillon one afternoon started the conversation that would eventually bring me back from Summit County to Austin for a few months before moving...to Atlanta.
I always said I'd go anywhere but the deep South.
Never say never.
But it's Atlanta - not the "deep South." Not really, anyway. But it sure is new. It's new and unfamiliar. There are about four street names and 400,000 streets. It's hilly. Everywhere. So I decided to train for the Nashville Marathon because it's a hilly course and a fun race. Besides, I have all the time in the world to run with an empty social calendar. At least not one that was easily double and triple booked on a regular basis. At least with options to be.
Now I'm starting over. From scratch. Well, almost scratch. I've known my closest coworker since elementary school...but he's married with a baby on the way. There's one girl with whom I graduated high school...but we hadn't spoken for almost 13 years. One friend from youth group is in the suburbs...with two young children. And then there's one friend from Boulder who just relocated for a similar job...living in the suburbs, as well.
So there are a few people that I know, and I'm thankful for them. But this time, it truly is starting over. I've met new people. But they're new. They don't know my story, and I don't know theirs. We don't have shared memories. There are no "remember when" moments that make sense.
Yet.
That's what I have to keep telling myself. Those relationships will develop. There'll be people I can call if I just want to hang out and do nothing. I'll stop depending on my iPhone GPS like it's a source of oxygen. And one day, I'll have someone to whom I can turn and say, "remember when..."
Monday, February 22, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Updating the List
About a year ago, I posted a list of things that I want to experience in life and realized the other day that this needed some updating. It was originally in a journal from about 5 years ago, but I wanted to get ideas for more fun things to add to it, so I put it on my blog. Here's the latest version...enjoy!
dance as though no one is watching you,love as though you have never been hurt before,sing as though no one can hear you,live as though heaven is on earth."
What would you add to it?
- Experience Italy - March/April 2009, my mom and I had an incredible adventure!
- Take gourmet cooking classes - including desserts!
- Write a book
- Get married
- Be a mom
- Run a marathon or complete a triathlon
- Learn to play guitar
- NYC!
- Climb a 14er in Colorado - Gray's 7/4/06 and Quandry 8/06
- Go Sailing
- New England in the Fall
- Highway 1 in California
- Central/South America
- Africa - Kenya Nov. 20-Dec. 5, 2005, Egypt Nov. 2007
- Another degree?
- Read the Bible continuously from Genesis to Revelation - started in 2005 & completed in 2007
- San Francisco
- Ireland
- Greece
- Extended short-term missions
- Speak Truth
- Buy a bike - with the help of some incredible people, I did this in September 2009.
- Buy snowshoes
- Work at a church again - Starting in October 2006 Associate Youth Director in Austin, Texas
- Build the dream business with Amber
- Give a YS Seminar
- Ski when I'm 80-years-old
- Live in Kenya or overseas for a short while
- Continue friendships from all the places I've lived
- Sante Fe
- Publish magazine articles - first one in 2005
- Be a speaker
- Russia
- Egypt - Nov. 19-25, 2007 with Michael (brother) on the way to Israel...Cairo, Luxor, Dahab, Sinai, Cairo
- Alaskan Cruise
- Singapore/Thailand
- Take dance classes - Swing: Lindy Hop & Charleston 9/6/08
- Swim with dolphins
- Mountain bike in Moab - June 2005 with Jenny, Anna, Amanda, Emily and Tara
- Boston - visiting Laura Davis August 2005
- U2 concert - Denver 4/20/05
- Israel/Middle East - Israel with Michael and his church, visiting Kelli & Jeremy Brown, November 25-December 8, 2007
- Skydiving - June 3, 2006 with Becky Sears & Julie Arnett at Mile High Skydive in Longmont, Colorado
- Not work at a church again
- Honduras, while Anna is still living there
- Caving/Spelunking - October 2007 with Heather, Heather, Alexia, Jeremy, Mark, Jeshua and Peter in Austin
- Play classical violin...again
- Be spontaneous
- Work at a coffee shop - Starbucks in Denver August 2002-January 2005
- Live in Colorado - Denver/Boulder 2002-2006
- Feel "home"
- Cook international foods - I do this sometimes.
- Wine tasting in Sonoma
- New Zealand (Australia)
- Love people well
- Always write letters...hand-written, real letters
- Write freelance full time
- Finish the scrapbooks that have been started
- Heli-ski
- Ski Whistler/Blackcomb
- Learn to golf
- Go to an NFL Game
- Go to a NHL Game
- Mizzou Homecoming, as an alum
- Visit Las Vegas - August 2008 with Julia Welch
- Ride a motorcycle- 12/30/09...Thank you, Dominic!
- Never stop asking questions
- Sing Karaoke...loudly
- Learn to play poker
- Learn Spanish
- Learn Greek
- Climb Manchu Picchu
- Visit Cleide in Panama
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
My new project
I just signed up for my first marathon. I'm a runner. But not a real runner. I run to support my chocolate habit or when I'm stressed or too busy. I run a few miles here and there...for kicks, nothing special.
But today, I signed up for the Nashville Country Music Marathon. I ran on some trails this morning for 2 hours with some women who run ultra-marathons and didn't want to die, and so I figured that in just over two months, I could train up to the whole 26.2.
Stay tuned...
But today, I signed up for the Nashville Country Music Marathon. I ran on some trails this morning for 2 hours with some women who run ultra-marathons and didn't want to die, and so I figured that in just over two months, I could train up to the whole 26.2.
Stay tuned...
Monday, February 08, 2010
It's just a number.
When I was 14-years-old, my tennis coach asked me when a person was considered "old." I distinctly remember considering the fact that he was about 28- or 30-years-old himself before answering "32" with confidence.
32 is not old.
When I was 22-years-old, young adult groups were those of us in college through mid-20s. People in their 30s were ancient.
30s are not old.
When I was 25-years-old, a friend in her mid-30s told me about how she decided to run a marathon the year that she turned 30. I distinctly remember thinking that was crazy for someone so "old" to do if he or she was not already a runner.
30 is not old.
Now I'm 30-years-old, 32 is right around the corner, I'm a wanna-be runner who decide to sign up for a marathon in April (and am not crazy!) and people in their 30s are my peers.
Yup...it's just a number.
32 is not old.
When I was 22-years-old, young adult groups were those of us in college through mid-20s. People in their 30s were ancient.
30s are not old.
When I was 25-years-old, a friend in her mid-30s told me about how she decided to run a marathon the year that she turned 30. I distinctly remember thinking that was crazy for someone so "old" to do if he or she was not already a runner.
30 is not old.
Now I'm 30-years-old, 32 is right around the corner, I'm a wanna-be runner who decide to sign up for a marathon in April (and am not crazy!) and people in their 30s are my peers.
Yup...it's just a number.
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