Pieces of the Past

That summer (2007) all I wanted was to be restored. So what did I do? I slept and when not sleeping I was pretty much lazy. It was a pursuit of what most people call “r and r,” rest and relaxation. Up to that point I had only been surviving, doing whatever it took to get through each moment because 10 days after the biggest change in my life I went back to school for the end of my sophmore/beginning of my junior year of college. Finally summer came and I had reached a point that I could collapse. It was actually allowed and I took it for all it was worth, wherever I ended up. Where I ended up when I wasn't home is where my heart always seems to lead me, Savannah. And I must say a special thank you to all the people in my life there for allowing me to be just who I was over that summer. You may not even know what exactly was going on with me because even I didn’t really know but you were a great part in helping put me back together again so thank you, you each mean something so special to me.
Then there was the freshness of fall (2007) that offered a new start. I wanted to “live again,” experience as much as possible. So every weekend I had something to do and no it wasn’t homework. In fact I didn’t even touch the stuff (ok that's an exageration), but still I went to a corn maze, carved a pumpkin, went to a Joyce Myer conference (for free!), cruised around hotlanta, and the list goes on. I am in debt to the friends who made this time in my life a trill or better yet one thrill after another to remember. It wasn’t necessarily that anything we did during this time was extravagent when looking back in hindsight but it was nice to be back to my social self; these little joys were exactly what I needed. Thanks to all, you know who you are. Now I’m here (this was actually written in winter 2008). I’m at that place where the two must meet. Restoration and pleasure are colliding whether I want them to or not but I do want them to. Balance is such a beautiful thing that I don’t know who wouldn’t desire it. One author’s point of view is that devotion and pleasure are the components of a balanced life (from the book Eat, Pray, Love). So I’m in the pursuit of balance: that beautiful place where pleasure and devotion meet. But I’m adding my own twist (I don’t think she will mind, in fact I think she would completely agree with it) because I need some restoration at times too. I’ll let you know how it goes.