This is the part of the movie after everyone has been killed and I am the only person still alive. I am creeping around a ghost town trying to find out if anyone is still alive or if it is just me.
I could not, for the life of me, remember what my most recent blog post was about. What a good one Paige! A lot of time, life, snow, school, and mornings have gone by since we last met. I think I made myself vow to never apologize for a gap in blogging land. So here I am. Not apologizing.
We could rewind and recap the past semester? I don't know if I want to do that right now. I am already a decent way into my second semester as a senior. In fewer than 90 days I will be done with my undergraduate career (that is counting weekends and spring break, don't think that I am a person all about countdowns- because I'm not. I do not think it is healthy to constantly be looking for something to be over and the next thing to come. However, this kind of countdown is with the perspective that I have so few days in this season and I want to make them epic. ). Right now I want to breathe deeply. I want to soak in the richness of this time. I want to embrace each day, knowing that this place is so dear to me and so soon I will be gone.
I had the chance to go home last weekend. As I was driving around Chicago I got the picture of the forrest that is IWU. If you know anything about IWU you know I do not mean a literal forrest. I mean that I was able to step back and see the bigger picture. It was good to pull away, to zoom out and not just see each tree but see the beauty of the whole forrest. I cried. This trip has been incredible. I am thankful for 80 some days to still live it up.
