‘Lost time is never found again.’

I got in touch with a long-lost friend several weeks ago and today was the first time I was able to chat with him, thanks to social media.

M— and I were great friends while I was in college but we lost touch promptly after

Growing up

Change is difficult enough as it is but waiting is harder.  Once again, I have to put all my trust in the belief that God knows what’s going on and right now I need to just sit tight and let him do his work.

Home to Rest

Tomorrow I head to Houston to finally bury my father’s ashes.  I am looking forward to spending time again in my home town.  I will need to rely on my home to help me through this.

Spontaneity is Refreshing

It’s been a long weekend, full of delightful surprises in my social life.  I decided to be spontaneous on Friday evening and take a quick trip to Houston to stay with friends.  It was either that or face four days of being alone, watching sappy DVDs and the World Cup.  I had forgotten how much I love being spontaneous.

Home Sweet Houston

Houston will always be my home.  The more I remember it, the more my heart desires to be there.  The more times I return to visit, the harder it is to leave.

Houston Skyline from Allen Park

Most people don’t appreciate Houston.  They only think of the high heat and humidity or maybe the ferocious mosquitoes.  But they lack knowledge of the culture to be found there.

Red Letter Week

I had a blast celebrating my birthday in Houston this week.  On top of that, I have  buyer for my home.  It feels like a 50-ton piece of lead has been lifted.   Even the inspection yielded only two items to repair and both are relatively inexpensive at that, too.