Catching Up

It's been well over a month since I've written my last blog entry (Oops). So what haven't I shared recently? Not a whole lot, I suppose. Life has been a riot, sort of. Riots are violent and full of angry people and frustrated police officers. Frustration, anger, and violent thoughts have all been a part of my last month plus. Especially since I got back from my "vacation" cruise. I want to clarify this because I never have, but if I finally get the chance to have the conversations I'm planning to, I'd like this to be known. My family takes a lot of trips to a lot of different places; I don't even have time to count how many countries I've been to. For me these trips are never vacations. A vacation is a full out break, it's time off spent relaxing. That's not sleeping and laying around doing nothing; that's hanging out with friends, chilling at the mall, watching a movie, or visiting friends and places that feel like home. Going to Caronport is a vacation, going to Mexico is a trip. All of that clarifying to say that my trip was not a vacation. So here's the deal with my trip. It was a cruise that left from Panama. We went to Cartagena and Santa Marta in Colombia, Curacao, Aruba, and Bon Aire. Lots of fun, a little bit of shopping and some great diving in Bon Aire.

Anyways, I'm back. I haven't felt right for a while now, I'm not sure when it started, but I noticed it in full force sometime after I got back. I figured lots of cold water and a hug would set it straight. Maybe it would have, but that's not going to fix it now. That's another story for another time. But I've had this deep-seated wrongness (for lack of a more appropriate term) in my soul since I've returned. I'm trusting God will set me straight and fix this.

Life hasn't been all doom and gloom to borrow the colloquialism. I've had one exceptional adventure. I was at a young adults group (Tehillah Monday, check it out) for the first and perhaps only time. I got to talk to Angie, with whom I was not on good terms with. All I asked was that she would remember me in her prayers. She said she would of course, and that I was loved. I think that was one of the best hugs I've ever had in my whole life.

Anyways, I think that catches all of the important points that I wanted to share this time. I'll write again really soon.