[the leaves are changing and flying by]

This morning he asked me to describe this phase of my life in one sentence.

this odd transition year, filled to the brim with change. learning how to live this post-grad life. how to maintain friendships and try to branch out for new ones at the same time-- feeling defiant and lonely at the same time. longing for a time when friends were less than a phone call away-- they were right down the street or right down the hall or next door. figuring out community and ministry in a new place. being in a new place! working with a team-- learning how to be. finding my voice, rediscovering myself in a sense. or maybe just re-establishing. being a shoulder and a nudge, a comfort and a push at the same time. learning how to love and challenge in one fell swoop. knowing just when things start to gel that i'll need to leave. feeling the urgency of the temporary. constant change, always whooshing past me. whirling around me. on to the next thing. uprooting and re-planting like steps to a dance i don't know quite yet. stumbling and bumbling over my own feet and choices and breaths.

Indeed. The leaves are changing and flying by. It's all I can do to keep from getting bowled over.