Saturday 19 September 2015

Now. Here. This.

The winding road wended its way down into the valley. . . 
That is how I arrived in Rosebud. Driving down into a lush green bowl, where cell service is spotty, and the water tastes funny, but you don't care because you're surrounded by beauty. 
The road to Rosebud has been travelled. Three long years, and now,
I live in Rosebud. 
Rosebud. 
I usually don't repeat words that much, but 
Rosebud.
I'm here.
This is home now.
I'm repeating myself, trying it out, seeing if it feels real.
I was looking back over this blog; there are things I wrote three years ago, that I don't have the heart to take down or edit, though some don't represent  who I am any more.
My posts are snapshots of who I am, and where I've been, since I don't usually take pictures.
Am I leading up to one of those, "it's been great for a season, I've loved blogging, but I'm too busy now, blah blah blah" posts?
No. 
This space has been a place for me to vent, heal and process.
I'm already an infrequent writer, so sporadic posting is consistent with my style.
Plus, I have a ton of writing to do for school.
The Road to Rosebud. 
The title isn't going to change.
I will.
I already am.
I'm acclimating to a hectic school schedule. On a typical day, classes start at 8:30 am, and sometimes you don't get home till 9 pm, with breaks for meals in between.
Maybe I love it.
Maybe I'm scared, and uncertain about how to balance homework, people, meals, and sleep.
Maybe I'm figuring out how to maintain my relationship with God in all the crazy.
Maybe my mind is hurting sometimes from information overload.
Maybe I find myself crying while watching a heart-wrenching performance.
Maybe I absolutely love my room, and having my own space.
Maybe I love it.
Maybe there's no maybe; simply a word standing in the way of the truth, a truth no one will be surprised by, and I just wrote all that because I like the sound of the words flowing together. 
I love it.
It's not all sunshine and roses, and I know I'm going to be unravelled and undone
But  
If there were ever a place for that to happen, I'm already here.

More ramblings to come soon!