i'm not very smart
i drove to FCA last night, but when i left around 10, i had this thought in my head that i needed to walk back
so my car sat in the 30min parking all night
no ticket
but i'm very glad i walked. The crisp night air was refreshing... i thought about what Samar shared during FCA... i prayed specifically for some people i'd been meaning to mention in prayer... and as i hit academic circle, i started to slow my pace, almost unconsciously.
My eyes swept the landscape, and my mind pulled me back to memories from the past 6 years - walks around the circle with sisters, sitting up in the OLD D. Rich and watching people from the ledge of the stairwell, sitting on the steps of taylor on nights just a little bit warmer listening to teachers at Monday Night Bible Study, propped up against the giant tree reading for my next class, walking through the grass with my sandals off ignoring the stupid bricks, running from the bookstore to my class with a new scantron in hand...
even if the face of this place changes, i think i'll always have those vivid snapshots in my head. at least, i hope i will.
if you ever catch me turning slow circles in academic circle with a bemused look on my face - give me a little nudge so i wake up from my senility and get back to where i'm supposed to be.
i also realized i like praying for people, and i need to be more intentional about doing it. in so many cases, it's the only thing i CAN do for the people i care about.
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I find myself doing that same thing whenever I'm back at Campbell. Especially since it is the most permanent home I've ever had.
I am sitting here at work and finding myself doing the same thing. It is amazing how vividly the memories come rushing back to you. Sometimes, I actually wish I was back in the Creek, bricks and all. But I think most of all, I wish I was back with everyone, the friendships that were formed are simply amazing.
^my one reservation about leaving
i hate to think of it
I can definitely identify with you on that one Dave-O. I think those types of things will happen to you, like Phlip said, whether you are living here or in east Africa. It's amazing how much these 4 (or more) years at this place can get wrapped up into the fabric of our lives.
I also agree with Phlip's sentiment. Living around here has been sweet on the one hand, because I do love this place and there are many people that I love that are still here. But on the same token, it is just different. Each year of people graduating takes a little bit more of that fabric of people that you know away from this place. And it sweeps them away to God knows where. I hope that in the future, as we all move on to "bigger and better", we will cherish those moments when our lives crossed paths in this little corner of the world, rather than bemoan them like the passing of an old friend.
It is really funny how when we are in the moment, we often see more of the negative side of things. But, often, looking back, we only see the positive. People are weird :)
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