August 16. New Apartment. I sit on the couch and eat my turkey sandwich. A sparrow lands on my balcony and it gets me. Because if He cares for the sparrows so much, how much more will He care for me! And BLAM! Love! What a special place I get to live in~ with sparrows that land on the balcony and a beautiful view. Instead of looking at a busy street or ugly college houses, I get to look out at an empty lot full of wild flowers. And tonight there is a rabbit too. (Yes, Bowling Green is overrun with rabbits, but I haven’t been here in a long time. Tonight it is new.)

I start thinking about this weekend, how I am lonely. But at the same time, how I don’t want to seek people out too much just yet because I need this alone time to think (and perhaps cry) about Hungary. I miss that place a lot. And not only the place, but how I was in the place. My nastiest places were loud there, or at least, to my heart they were, but I was aware of them, working on them. I learned a lot there- a lot that can’t be translated into words or lessons. And most of all I experienced the love of God.

When I think about it, I MISS that place and my team. But it isn’t a forlorn (?) sort of missing. I also feel rather full, my soul does, thinking about it, all that we did and got to witness. I’m still rather blown away that I even got to go experience it. Rather blown away that I was chosen for that glorious experience.

Sitting here on “my” couch, laughing out LOUD, over these pictures. Like the one we took on the last night, wearing our gifted jewelry, all thinking we looked pretty good and then we turned the camera around and AUGH! It was the true us, tired and stressed and eyes red from laughing too hard.

Different now. More of who I should be.