That beautiful thick pure white snow that began Monday night didn’t stop until Wednesday afternoon. The campus is drowning in three feet of snow. Classes were cancelled for yesterday and today. The National Guard is even up here trying to help out. We’ve had no electricity for a day and a half.
Sarah twisted her ankle, but all seems to be okay.
The phones were down and I had my phone interview with Regent University scheduled for yesterday. I knew they wouldn’t be able to reach me, so I walked around town until I found a phone that worked and asked them to call me next week. I spoke to Elinor and she called me “sweetheart.” She felt like a mother to me and she treated me with such care. That place already feels like home. There is no doubt that is where I’m supposed to be next.
Three months and 13 days.
I slept in Allen’s room last night, because there was no heat in McAlister. We had a nice time; Lindy and Derek came to visit with us.
Sarah and I spent some time together yesterday evening. We are so good for each other. Yet it’s like we are a bird and a fish trying to find a place where we both can exist. We’ll just have to wait and see how this story turns out.
So, here I am. I’m surrounded in snow, surrounded in love, surrounded in memories. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to truly escape this place. Part of me will linger here and part of it will linger in me for the rest of my days. What a sweet time I’ve had here. I wonder what it has done for me? What if I accidentally went to the wrong school? Is everyone’s college experience this good? I don’t want to leave, but I also do. I want to fulfill all that I am to fulfill.
And I want to leave this place for the simple fact that I know I will miss it. And missing it will mean it truly mattered to me, that I was truly here; that I truly loved.