I had a great weekend. Ended up at the Tacoma Freedom Fair with a co-worker. We caught the air show & basically just hung out on Ruston Way, along the waterfront from 2-10:30pm. It was gorgeous, of course. I was lathered in sun block but it got a little cloudy after about an hour out there. We walked from one the beginning to the end of the booths. It had to have been 3 miles. Once we sat down, we ended up seeing another co-worker of ours who was down there with his dog.
The fireworks were really good, they set them off of a huge barge out on the water. It was nice to be at a safe & enjoyable distance from them. Although, I think I like being closer, so you can really feel the boom. Then we had to walk through this huge sea of people to get back to our bus. The great thing is, they offered parking elsewhere in the city & bus transportation down to Ruston Way for like $4. So, we didn’t have to sit in traffic & it didn’t take us very long to get back to the car or home. Much better than the parking & walking arrangement at Silver Beach in Michigan.
So for all of you asking if I’ve made friends yet, the answer is yes. No words can explain the amount of happiness I felt last Monday when I went to the monthly Creative Colloquy & saw a girl I had met the previous month. Being able to recognize someone & interact with them as if you’ve know them forever. Is nice. I even got to sit meet & sit with a few of her friends that were there supporting her reading for the first time in front of an audience. That’s history in the making & I was there.
And then the 4th, with my co-workers. That was great too, although both co-workers are originally from Texas and were in the Air Force & I am from Indiana & could never survive any kind of military. It was still nice to spend that night with people. Although, I was prepared to do it alone.
Prepared to do it alone, that’s what my motto is going to be.
Prepared to do life alone.
I’m OK with that, I went to church last week & the service talked about living a Season of Solitude. I think that’s where I’m at in life. The Pastor was preaching from Acts, referencing to Saul. A persecutor of Christians who had his experience with God & then went into a Season of Solitude before he came back to preach God’s word until he died.
I think that I’ve lived in a Season of Bliss, I lived in a Season of Tragedy & in most tragedies, you become vulnerable and open to God. When he comes to you, he puts you in to a Season of Solitude where you can reflect & plant seeds to sow in the next Season of Bliss.
Today, I planted some blissful seeds under the sun at the beach. And I was loving the cliche buff Lifeguards on duty and the beautiful views… of the earth, not
the lifeguards… Well, not JUST The lifeguards, we’ll say that.