august means update

Maybe you’ve never missed a job so much you thought about paying to be able to do it again, but let me tell you, friends, I’m there.  This whole summer I have missed early mornings out in the blueberry patch, knowing that I am working hard. So when I headed home for these two weeks, I thought I might pay a small chunk and pick berries for a few hours. But I forgot that my parents have blueberry bushes planted outside their kitchen window waiting to be picked. In fact, I forgot until my little brother suggested I pick the berries Thursday morning. There aren’t words to describe how stupidly happy that made me.

Going home has been an incredible time of rest. From having the sweetest seat-mate on the 22+ hour train ride, to seeing my best friend and two of my brothers within hours of coming home, to backpacking with Grace in the green mountains, to spending an afternoon with my Nan. I get to write and knit and watch Ugly Delicious and Chef’s Table on Netflix. I get to take my mornings for prayer and coffee.

Everyone always says rest is important and I rarely believe them. I’m excited for the upcoming semester and my graduation in December. I’m excited to be back in Waukesha in two weeks. But it’s two weeks away. So I’m also excited to finally rest.