More pictures from this summer!
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Notice
You may have noticed that this blog now contains all the entries of my old blog. I copied and pasted them all in, but I did not copy all the old comments, so if you remember writing an enlightening comment on one of my old posts, you can recomment. Just so you know.
to my family
Dear Family, Immediate and Extended,
You are amazing. I've realized this semester how much my life has been shaped by all of you. After coming back from a literal mountain-top experience this summer, focusing on school and feeling at home at Trinity has not been especially easy. Under the strain of loads of homework, leadership responsibilities, living with five other young women in a two-bedroom apartment, missing everything about Mt. Rainier, and getting headaches just from the smell of the city, I've been a little homesick. But when I'm homesick, it's not really for that place outside of Freeport. It's just for family in general. Phone conversations have been encouraging. It was so good to be in Michigan last weekend and to have Mom come visit this weekend. It's amazing to have my cousin on campus. It's crazy to realize that many of my best friends are related to me, that I've known them my whole life, that we've stayed connected the whole time even though we're spread all over the country, and that there's no reason why we can't stay connected for the rest of our lives. Sweet!
Love,
Rebecca
You are amazing. I've realized this semester how much my life has been shaped by all of you. After coming back from a literal mountain-top experience this summer, focusing on school and feeling at home at Trinity has not been especially easy. Under the strain of loads of homework, leadership responsibilities, living with five other young women in a two-bedroom apartment, missing everything about Mt. Rainier, and getting headaches just from the smell of the city, I've been a little homesick. But when I'm homesick, it's not really for that place outside of Freeport. It's just for family in general. Phone conversations have been encouraging. It was so good to be in Michigan last weekend and to have Mom come visit this weekend. It's amazing to have my cousin on campus. It's crazy to realize that many of my best friends are related to me, that I've known them my whole life, that we've stayed connected the whole time even though we're spread all over the country, and that there's no reason why we can't stay connected for the rest of our lives. Sweet!
Love,
Rebecca
Thursday, September 20, 2007
third times a charm
You may be thinking, "Why is she titling her first post 'third times a charm'?"
The answer is, this is just the latest in a lengthening line of blogs that I have kept. Previous blogging can be found at web.mac.com/thatrebecca (abandoned because it cost money and it had technical difficulties). Even earlier blogging (some of my best writing, actually, especially the stuff written in the wee hours of the morning after hours of pondering at the switch-making factory) can be found at www.xanga.com/galationsoneten (left behind because of its limitation to the xanga community).
So, a new blog is in order. With all this schoolwork and extracurriculars, I still have this deep urge to write and write and write. The keys feel good beneath the tips of my fingers, and the words seem to fit like brick after brick as I build something that leaves me more open and free.
The answer is, this is just the latest in a lengthening line of blogs that I have kept. Previous blogging can be found at web.mac.com/thatrebecca (abandoned because it cost money and it had technical difficulties). Even earlier blogging (some of my best writing, actually, especially the stuff written in the wee hours of the morning after hours of pondering at the switch-making factory) can be found at www.xanga.com/galationsoneten (left behind because of its limitation to the xanga community).
So, a new blog is in order. With all this schoolwork and extracurriculars, I still have this deep urge to write and write and write. The keys feel good beneath the tips of my fingers, and the words seem to fit like brick after brick as I build something that leaves me more open and free.
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