Here is our little apartment complex. I have been loving this beautiful tree which has bloomed right outside our window. I can even see it's beautiful white flowers shining at night. Since I have been at home for the past 5 days I have had the time to really soak in the beauty of this tree.
I am finally feeling better- and I hope to go to work tomorrow. Can I just say I love cough syrup with codeine! I thought I was going to cough a lung up the last couple days. It is so nice to be able to speak today without choking out my words in between coughs. I know I am feeling better because I have started worrying about all the things I should be doing around the house. It's a sure sign!
I have been thinking about moving because I would love to live in a house, somewhere it would be easier to have a party or let Rachel jump around and not worry about the noise. Even as I fantasize about moving into a cute little house where we could get a dog or something, I wonder how it would be if I decided I was just going to live here another year, and stop thinking about moving.
Things I like about living here:
#1. My Neighbors. Those who have met my neighbors might laugh because they are a strange bunch of people, in fact if I ever right a novel I will most definitely use them as material. on the other hand as many of you know, I love the idea of community. It is easier to be aware of your neighbors when you all face one another's homes. This little complex is an instant community. Not to say that we interact with our neighbors a whole lot, but the space we have reminds us of one another in a way that suburban living doesn't always do.
#2. I am also thankful for the tiny space. It is so manageable to clean in our busy life, and it has served as a safe and special place for Rachel and I.
#3. We live downtown. I love living where we can walk to things, and where there are big streets with old house and big trees. This is not easy to find in squeaky new California, but it is definitely something I love!
One story from living here is about the sweet but lonely older woman who lives downstairs named Mallia. She was really upset when I took the Christmas lights down at the beginning of January, which I had had running down the stair rail. She could see them from her house and really enjoyed them. I wanted to get some valentine's day lights to replace them, but I didn't find any until right before Valentine's day. I decided to spend the $8 frivolous dollars for the lights, and hung them up. Well, Mallia loves them so much I may never take that sad little strand of heart shaped lights down! She tells me almost every day how much she loves them, and has even left me some phone messages. I'll put up a picture one of these days. Sometimes it's just the little things that make the difference!
I am finally feeling better- and I hope to go to work tomorrow. Can I just say I love cough syrup with codeine! I thought I was going to cough a lung up the last couple days. It is so nice to be able to speak today without choking out my words in between coughs. I know I am feeling better because I have started worrying about all the things I should be doing around the house. It's a sure sign!
I have been thinking about moving because I would love to live in a house, somewhere it would be easier to have a party or let Rachel jump around and not worry about the noise. Even as I fantasize about moving into a cute little house where we could get a dog or something, I wonder how it would be if I decided I was just going to live here another year, and stop thinking about moving.
Things I like about living here:
#1. My Neighbors. Those who have met my neighbors might laugh because they are a strange bunch of people, in fact if I ever right a novel I will most definitely use them as material. on the other hand as many of you know, I love the idea of community. It is easier to be aware of your neighbors when you all face one another's homes. This little complex is an instant community. Not to say that we interact with our neighbors a whole lot, but the space we have reminds us of one another in a way that suburban living doesn't always do.
#2. I am also thankful for the tiny space. It is so manageable to clean in our busy life, and it has served as a safe and special place for Rachel and I.
#3. We live downtown. I love living where we can walk to things, and where there are big streets with old house and big trees. This is not easy to find in squeaky new California, but it is definitely something I love!
One story from living here is about the sweet but lonely older woman who lives downstairs named Mallia. She was really upset when I took the Christmas lights down at the beginning of January, which I had had running down the stair rail. She could see them from her house and really enjoyed them. I wanted to get some valentine's day lights to replace them, but I didn't find any until right before Valentine's day. I decided to spend the $8 frivolous dollars for the lights, and hung them up. Well, Mallia loves them so much I may never take that sad little strand of heart shaped lights down! She tells me almost every day how much she loves them, and has even left me some phone messages. I'll put up a picture one of these days. Sometimes it's just the little things that make the difference!
2 comments:
What a sweet apartment complex. I've never seen it before. Looks like a great place. and that is so sweet about the lights on the stairrail.
The good thing about living in the present is the simple joys God is sending your way are not being lost on an ungrateful heart. Times of waiting can also prepare us for the greater responsibilities coming our way...(and when we do receive our greatest dreams in life we can look back and with longing remember what it was like to live in an apt. and not have to worry about yard work and fixing the toilet ourselves).By the way, you demonstrated giving thanks in all things very well.I'm proud of you, it shows maturity. Keep practicing thanksgiving and maybe someday you will have the heart and wisdom of Job. God bless you my sister!
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