I love rain. I truly do. It's one of those favorite thing. You know, the list of things in you head that makes you feel all happy inside. One of mine is rain, and fall. So with fall quickly approaching I am overly excited to be back home. Granted I'm sure DC is beau-tiful in the fall. Especially Georgetown and those awesome trees around Jefferson. But this year I'm glad to be home.
Fall is always the symbol of change. Leaves start to lose that green color, the grass starts to get crunchy and the smell of the air itself changes. Life itself seems to take on a new season as we start new things like classes and jobs. Gone are the carefree "dog days" of summer. Fall always makes me feel smarter and more alive.
This fall one of my favorite things has left. He moved. Yesterday. To California.
Yep. Sure did. So in my head the list of things that makes me happy has started to change like those maple leaves. No longer is-the movies with J on my list. Now it's-hearing J describe how God has prompted him to give up moves.
Talking to J in the car has been replaced with J talking to me while driving in the car.
Right now he's in Colorado and he called me to say how close the clouds felt and looked. Then he said- "I hope we can come back here because things are cool, but I know they'd be better with you, because things are always better with the one you love."
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