I must admit, I have gone back and forth on the decision to create a blog. What will I write? And if I think of something brilliant to write, who will read it? But in the end, I decided that even if no one attends to this site on any sort of regular basis (or never), mostly I wanted a blog for me- because doesn't everyone want a chance to say what is really on their heart? Okay, well- I'm not planning on posting my deepest darkest secrets. But, it is a chance to reflect on, well, life. Being a student in a Counseling program, I think that I tend to think about life a little more than the average person. Maybe almost too much. :)
My husband, David, and I recently moved to Vancouver, Washington from the Seattle area. We both left jobs that we enjoyed and were very comfortable in. We left our first home that we had bought and worked on together. We left both sets of parents as well as several siblings. We left some of the best friends I have ever imagined having. We left a church with a pastor so brilliant we left every Sunday feeling fed. And it was one of the more difficult things that I have done. The morning we were scheduled to pull out in the moving van, I just stood in our very empty living room, in the early still-dark hours of morning, and cried. Walking out the front door and leaving that life behind was sad- even if the reason for all that leaving was really exciting. Because what awaited us were new jobs, a new apartment, a new opportunity to go back to graduate school, a new church, and even new extended family to get to know. But still, the leaving was hard. But what it made me realize is how very much I treasure my husband. I had to say good-bye to a lot. But David? David I got to take with me. And that is pretty amazing, that God gives us a person that we get to hang on to as we go through life. It made me realize the truth of the idea of a marriage partner. And it made me feel pretty blessed.
8 comments:
What an amazing young woman you are. I love you dearly
mama
Thought you'd like feedback ;o) so you know someone is reading it.
Wow, I now know a blogger! I haven't read any regularly in the past, but I will now! It'll be interesting to hear how this works and I applaud you for taking the leap and putting yourself out there, (literally).
Love you!
Papa
Sara, just wanted you to know that I'm reading you , too. I responded to your latest entry via email cuz it was too long to put here. I'm discovering with each additional email or blog of yours that we are amazingly alike. The things you write - I could have written. It feels like discovering a sister I never knew I had - how cool is that?
I was struck by the comment that 93% of communication is non verbal. What does that mean for stories that we read - when we went from oral traditions to written stories. How much was lost because we didn't have the nonverbal cues to give it more meaning. I'm thinking about the stories in the Bible, mostly Old Testament which make me crazy sometimes cuz they don't make a lot of sense. What would it be like to hear them sitting around the fire listening and watching an elder tell them! Maybe I'd get them better!
Diane
And how much more interesting to see a storyteller tell a story than it is to read it.
Diane
And live theater is so different than a TV show or movie
I think that's my last thought on the subject!
Diane
You can post comments to each of the blog entries... not just this first one.
And I am pretty sure that break down is in relation to verbal communication only. It doesn't apply to written communication- it's a whole different ball game.
I am pretty sure that break down is in relation to verbal communication only. It doesn't apply to written communication- it's a whole different ball game. I'm sure elements of communication are lost in written communication, but the same breakdown and criteria don't apply.
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