I've Missed This

Truly.

The clattering of my bracelets on my laptop's keyboard. (Did you know I named my laptop? Meet Griselda. It sounded like a nice fairy-godmother name and so she is.)

The slow and steady whirr of the machine as I write. (A lovely background symphony, don't you think?)

The pitter-patter of my fingers against the keys. (Or maybe pitter....patter, pitter...patter...pat-.... or something unpredictable like that.)

And the way the words pop up on the screen, delicious and strong, daring and bold, ready to be released to the world (most of the time, anyway).

I feel rusty at this strange, ephemeral thing called blogging. Which is probably why the pattern is lots of parentheses and question marks. :)

School is going fine. Usually, here, in this uncornered place called the third-week-of-the-semester, I'm still tearing my hair out, trying to decipher syllabi and assignments and interpret those looks on my teacher's faces (or the tone of their emails). At least, that has been my experience in the five semesters I've called myself a college girl.

Blissfully, this is looking like the most low-key semester I'll have yet. (And my hands shake as I write this. Will writing this make it wrong?) And not just because I like most of my classes or two of my teachers are that "anti-teacher" type that want me to learn something besides just spouting off facts and dates (love those kind).

I think I've matured just a little bit. Grown up just a little bit (mentally, not in stature). Figured out that it's not about the A's and approval...it's about serving Him with all those little moments that make up crowded days that make up this crazy life. And there is joy to be found in the crowds and the crazy.

Or at least, that's what I'm finding.

But that's just it. I have to find it. I have to look for it with eyes wide open and hands ready to receive the gifts.

I have to be willing to hear the music of hope cascading through my life.

And that's why I blog. Why I write. Why I dare to throw myself into wordcrafting.

And that follower counter over there tipped to 100 yesterday, which elicited a gasp of disbelief and a smile and a snort from me. Really? That many people?

Uh, wow.

I've perused some other blogs this week, discovered other corners of the blogosphere where kindred spirits flit and fly and leave their mark, and they have blessed me. Especially, this one, who challenged me to embrace the not-so-mundane. :)

So, all in all, I've missed this. But I'm back.