9.28.2008
9.02.2008
I love September
My blogs have been slightly melancholy the last few months. I've been struggling with the adjustment from college student to self sufficient grown up (ish). I know I've been slightly unpleasant, flaky and moody so thank you for those of you who had to put up with me. I had a break through last week and 90% of it came from finally finding someone who can treat my fatigue. I feel better than I have in a long long long time and I'm not on any medication. No advil, no prescriptions, no sleeping pills, nothing. Which for me is HUGE. I've consistently been on various medicines for years and had given up hope that there was a solution and not just a maintenance program. But Exodus Health Center deserves it's own blog. SO onto bigger and better things :)
September is my favorite month. Or maybe October. Probably September.
Why you might ask?
1) My birthday. I love my birthday. I love the phone calls, cards, emails and now facebook messages of people wishing only me good tidings. I know - selfish, immature, etc, but i LOVE to bring all my friends together and celebrate. It means so much more than just a day to be recognized. The attention itself embarrasses me a little bit but the day is my favorite.
2) Fall officially begins September 23. The day before my birthday. Had my mother given birth forty-eight hours earlier I would have been a summer baby and we all know how I feel about summer. Fall is the most magnificent time of the year. The weather cools down to sweater and jean season, the leaves burst into brilliant reds, golds, and oranges, and the world takes on a slower pace. The sun starts to set a little earlier, we retreat to our homes, or gather around a campfire that can now serve two purposes - warmth and s'mores - and the food. Oh the food of fall. Apple pies, pumpkin pies, chili, stew, hot chocolate. There is no better time to bring this out than fall.
3) The beginning of school. I LOVED the beginning of school. I'm sure part of this is because the first month of school you get all the social benefits and none of the academic downsides. Friends reconvene after long absences, stories are told, summer tans begin to fade and you pick up the rhythm of life once again. Things are more consistent once the fall begins. This is my first year without that staple and sense of purpose. Now I have a new sense of purpose. My first fall with paid vacations days and nothing to do on them but relax. No homework or papers, classes or quizzes, readings or presentations. My time is all my own. Like a sweet little present for me to enjoy every single day.
4) This is a new one but precious nonetheless. My best friend is getting married. Not only do I share my birthday with the best time of the year, but now I will share the month in celebration of my best friend joining her life to another and taking a new name. She has loved me better probably than any other person and knows just what to do or say to make me laugh (or piss me off). My sweet friend moved here in February and I have been BLESSED to spend this season of pre-marriage with her while she plans the details of the best day of her life. One week from tomorrow my mother will come to Nashville and one week from Thursday we will venture down to the coast of Florida to spend four days with her. I am SO excited for her to become Mrs. Carouthers. Chad is a lucky lucky man and I wouldn't have parted with her to anyone less. Santos - you are half of my life and I appreciate you more than you know.
So yes. Find me now because I have many many things to be thankful for in this season. And if I complain you have my full permission to belittle me.
His mercies are new every morning.
September is my favorite month. Or maybe October. Probably September.
Why you might ask?
1) My birthday. I love my birthday. I love the phone calls, cards, emails and now facebook messages of people wishing only me good tidings. I know - selfish, immature, etc, but i LOVE to bring all my friends together and celebrate. It means so much more than just a day to be recognized. The attention itself embarrasses me a little bit but the day is my favorite.
2) Fall officially begins September 23. The day before my birthday. Had my mother given birth forty-eight hours earlier I would have been a summer baby and we all know how I feel about summer. Fall is the most magnificent time of the year. The weather cools down to sweater and jean season, the leaves burst into brilliant reds, golds, and oranges, and the world takes on a slower pace. The sun starts to set a little earlier, we retreat to our homes, or gather around a campfire that can now serve two purposes - warmth and s'mores - and the food. Oh the food of fall. Apple pies, pumpkin pies, chili, stew, hot chocolate. There is no better time to bring this out than fall.
3) The beginning of school. I LOVED the beginning of school. I'm sure part of this is because the first month of school you get all the social benefits and none of the academic downsides. Friends reconvene after long absences, stories are told, summer tans begin to fade and you pick up the rhythm of life once again. Things are more consistent once the fall begins. This is my first year without that staple and sense of purpose. Now I have a new sense of purpose. My first fall with paid vacations days and nothing to do on them but relax. No homework or papers, classes or quizzes, readings or presentations. My time is all my own. Like a sweet little present for me to enjoy every single day.
4) This is a new one but precious nonetheless. My best friend is getting married. Not only do I share my birthday with the best time of the year, but now I will share the month in celebration of my best friend joining her life to another and taking a new name. She has loved me better probably than any other person and knows just what to do or say to make me laugh (or piss me off). My sweet friend moved here in February and I have been BLESSED to spend this season of pre-marriage with her while she plans the details of the best day of her life. One week from tomorrow my mother will come to Nashville and one week from Thursday we will venture down to the coast of Florida to spend four days with her. I am SO excited for her to become Mrs. Carouthers. Chad is a lucky lucky man and I wouldn't have parted with her to anyone less. Santos - you are half of my life and I appreciate you more than you know.
So yes. Find me now because I have many many things to be thankful for in this season. And if I complain you have my full permission to belittle me.
His mercies are new every morning.
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