Bellingham is so beautiful in the spring. All winter people told me that the summers make it worth it, that the summers are why people live here. And I didn't really get it. I didn't mind the winter all that much, and all summer means is warmer temperatures, right? Wrong. It is breathtakingly beautiful. Every time I go on a walk anywhere with a view of the bay I am struck again by the beauty of this place.
God is so good. I love the way he works and the ways that he has provided for me and shown me His love since I've moved here. I love this opportunity to grow and change, to see "the world" and to meet a whole bunch of amazing people. I am starting to realize that I'm very likely almost halfway through my time here...that very soon I will once again be tearing up my roots and moving some place new. That breaks my heart...I love these people and this place. It's so beautiful...breathtakingly, heartstealingly so... and I find myself almost wishing that somehow it could work out so I could stay.... of course that would mean no phd...
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