all these old phrases have too many ghosts

my skin is dark and smells like sunscreen and the sun, my stomach is hungry, and i had some very good time with a good friend today, and i am happy. it's been such a good week, since last week's beach-time that is always so clearing and grounding for me. i was reminded of the joy to be found in living, not just in "free time" but in every moment; of offering our gifts, however small, to be used. and i was reminded, as strange as this will sound, of who i am and have always been. sometimes the memories we have are more like looking back on a story instead of remembering our own lives- at least, that happens with me a lot. but last week as i sat in front of the ocean and remembered what life has been and how God has been in it, all the people i have loved and am loved by, all the places i've seen and things i've gotten to experience, i remembered to remember that it was my life, not a story, and it was like grace filled up my soul. 'twas a good time. i love the beach.

now i just miss the love of my life, who is on the other side of the country being hilarious and eating a lot of hamburgers. when he's gone it feels a little like my arm is missing for the first couple days, and when there's no phone reception on top of it i start to get a little sadder than i would like. just because i miss him.
this too, is wonderful.

i don't really have anything to say- just felt like typing something... ellie's run is in two days, my mom's move is next week, kristine's shower is in two weeks, ryan is home in two and a half, kristine's wedding is in three and a half, and cleveland is in two months. lots to look forward to, lots to pray about. lots to be thankful for.