I’m now on my flight to Miami, by myself-no group flight- and things are starting to settle in. During these past ten days, I honestly haven’t been thinking about Argentina all that much. Yeah it’s been on the horizon, but I’ve been so present in the moments I’ve been living in that I haven’t had the time of day to think, plan, or create expectations. There was a point where I had butterflies, but as uncomfortable as they can be, I know I’m in a good place when I have them. Nervousness isn’t a bad thing if its channeled in the right way. Nervousness keeps me on my feet, alert and ready to act. I’m still not sure what to feel. If I could describe it, it’d be curious adventurous anticipatory excitement.
My time back in the Bu was probably the greatest ten days I’ve had in a long time, if not ever. Not having any obligations, classes, homework, or meetings was one of the most freeing feelings I’ve ever had. Being able to simply be, and be completely present in every moment with whomever I was with, wherever I was, doing whatever we were doing was something really special. School has programmed me into thinking that there’s always something else to do, somewhere else to be, or someone else to see. This freeing experience in the Bu gave me a taste of what life is really meant to be like, and I intend to keep living the life of simply being from here on out.
I could write chapters on all the things I did while I was back in the Bu, but for your sake and mine I’ll just list some of them: got picked up 3 hours late by Elle who had obviously been crying in frustration (she pretty much took a tour of the entirety of SoCal in trying to get to the airport to pick me up) but I had a great time just chillin at the airport so it was all good, went for a run on the beach during high tide during the biggest swell Malibu has seen in years and got hit by some rogue waves which eventually caused my ipod to short out, made sushi (with Trav’s and Colter’s catch from mexico) at the Gardner’s house and kicked it out their property, went to Grom after sushi for the greatest gelato in the world, spent some nights outside under the stars at The Eagles Nest (making more sushi, playing in the pool, killing rats with golf clubs), going for a walk down the beach with Elle at sunset(finding purple starfish), spending the night on the beach and talking and playing til 4am with 15 super solid people, hanging in towers with the girls, going to The Gathering for an amazing time of worship and community (taking down the tent), having an epic family day with Jack, Elle and Sarah (westward beach, horseback riding, cranking country during the car ride, Woodranch BBQ, linedancing/two stepping at Borderline), going to Trader Joes with the girls and making a bomb dinner at their place (BBQ sliders, garlic fries, salad, grilled asparagus, and Graham’s super bomb chocolate chip pound cake with homemade chocolate syrup), baking goodies with Sarah up at her apartment, snuggling with Giff and Tom, playing N64 with Josh, Tyler, and the Flemmings, playing mafia 3.0 in miller, meeting up with the Ba alum in the caf, having quesadillas with the Flemmings in Shelby’s room, meeting up with a couple of my sports med professors, going to taco Tuesday with Trav and Jonathan and then hanging out with Jonathan down at Little Dume, hiking to the cross with Elle, having chapter at The Cabana, catching a seagull with Trav on Zuma beach, hearing about how Trav shot a deer off his back porch but couldn’t find it, walking on Zuma beach with Court, walking to alumni park with Jack, bumming in the caf a lot, hanging with jack on my last night, going to celebration chapel and hearing bailey speak, and going on another beach walk at night with Elle and hanging in the hammock. To top it all off Sarah and Elle took me to the airport (kissing hand). That’s all I can remember for now, might be more to come later.
I know not what God has in store for this year, all I can hope to do is hang on to him tight, listen., be guided, and do. Funny how simple it can be.
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| zuma |
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| the cross hike |
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| horseback riding |
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| surrounded by angels |
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| seagull! |
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| jack and i at the horse ranch |
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| the pose of the year |
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