one of the housemates and i have birthdays within 10 days of each other, so we decided to have a mass co-birthday party on Monday. we ended up extending the invite to friends of our housemates as well. all were welcome.
i spent the majority of the day on the porch, lounging with new friends and old, drinking beers and playing corn hole. a perfect day.
one thing that really struck me as i looked around was the variety of people from different seasons in my life. some members of my family came early, as well as friends from college, and then more recently made friends. many of these people i didn’t know this time last year, but they have come to have special places in my heart. what a difference a year makes.
as is tradition on my birthday, i like to do a brief reflection of the last year as i work to embrace “28.” so, here goes:
i celebrated this birthday with a surprise visit from my mom and sister and a pedicure, then slow danced with a boy i thought might become my future. my Uncle Wade died mid-month, which facilitated a very quick road trip to Memphis.
i wrestled to accept training school and prepared to move. i moved to FSQ and the aforementioned boy and i broke up. i ended the month completely crushed.
spent a great part of the month still recovering from the break-up, eventually coming to the conclusion that it was actually a really good thing for both of us. we met for coffee, and for the first time ever, i became friends again with an ex. end of the month saw me taking my first road trip to Canada, and thus beginning my epic journey through training school.
i confessed my feelings for a new boy, road bikes to broad ripple, navigated family members who didn’t agree with my decision to pursue training school, and felt, over and over again, that i might jump ship. this was a hard month, in many ways.
went primitive camping for the first time, both with my house and with TS, which ended up being amazing.
second trip to Toronto equaled amazingness. ran the Drumstick Dash with my housemates and planned our first real Thanksgiving dinner for the house and guests. rode bikes in the bitter cold to the Circle for the tree lighting and got to meet Mayor Ballard.
went to Chi-town for a day with class, took the train and megabus and had a beautiful day. had a car accident mid-month, spun out on the interstate across three lanes of traffic and hid the wall. amazingly drove away with very little damage. just before Christmas got into a fight with a good friend from TS. celebrated Christmas morning in the quiet of my house, with Firecrackers from England.
started the New Year off with a horrible hang-over, both physical and emotional. went to Tijuana with a lot of weight and some relational drama in our group. reconciled a realationship. ate amazing food. played soccer with awesome kids. realized a calling to pastor, in some way, somewhere.
i don’t remember much about this month honestly.
i really began to anticipate Ash Wednesday and the Lent/Easter season. decided to clear my schedule to spend more still time with God and my house family. anticipating the end of TS really began to weigh on me emotionally and mentally, as i prayed and waited for God to provide a vision of the path i should take.
God began to open doors for me, things that i had barely uttered to others, and i began to feel excited about the next steps. took a trip at the end to New York and Toronto, camped under the stars, saw Niagara Falls.
began the transition from my “job” to other projects. ended TS. presented at church and got affirmation for the pastoral calling. began to share my car and picked out a road bike.
which brings us to today. i’ve already had breakfast in bed made by my roommate, went on a nice run, got a call from my beautiful nieces telling me happy birthday (thanks L. and A.!), and had a cupcake with coffee. i don’t know what 28 holds, but i am certainly more comfortable with an uncertain future, knowing i have a good God who loves me, family to support me and friends as close as family.