First Day Of My Life
this makes me one of those people that blog from their smart-phones. I guess that makes me suck, but that's okay.
it's recently dawned on me that the today marks the official year of being back home.
the moment between an inhale and an exhale can carry enough weight to sink a cruise liner. a slow gulp carries more honesty than a quick smile. they may not make much sense, but its to put emotion and time into perspective. the year back feels like both an eternity and a blink. a year ago from today i made the silent resolution to live up to certain failures and to right certain wrongs. it's sometimes difficult to deal with the things that should be far behind us.
like tying a knot behind your back. fairly simple, but the fact that you can't see it makes you that much more afraid that it'll unravel.
that you'll unravel.
it's slightly easier when you see others around you helping to erase the marks you've made. now I fear that my only formidable enemy is myself, lead-side down.
in just a year I've experienced things I'm cleearly undeserving of. new brothers and sisters from all over, and a rediscovered kindred spirit that is soooo close to best friend status (except I make it a point not to have human best friends). I've seen His hand at work, in my life, and those around me. amazing growth, potential, and the indescribable joy of teaching someone to learn and love.
like learning to live again.
mm, so the verdicts in. I lived my life for myself and could find no joy. a year back of spending my time and effort trying to live up to a dedication, and I've found more joy, purpose, and a new-found appreciation than previously thought possible.
what a dumb-by.
anyway,
it feels like having been paralyzed from the waist down, then relearning what used to come so naturally.
and after the roughest moments, I'm finally back on my two feet. sweating bullets, ensuring every step to be on solid ground.
and all I can really think about is how I can't wait to start running.