About Me

My life is not my own, for I belong to Christ.

It is because of God's grace and for His glory that I "live and move and have my being."

I am currently back in Indiana, studying English Education at Purdue University, far from the home I've come to know and love in Victoria, Australia

My family means the world to me.

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  • Wednesday, February 07, 2007


      I'd have to say...

      I miss the rush of excitement after looking out my window and viewing a fresh new blanket of snow.
      I miss bracing myself before stepping outside to face the wintery day.
      I miss the first cloudy breath upon entering the frozen world.
      I miss the numbness in my fingers after yielding to the temptation to gather some of the beautiful whiteness into my bare hands.
      I miss the sting of my cheeks in the heat of a snowball fight.
      I miss the attempts to build snowmen, even when the snow is far too powdery.
      I miss the hand that pulls me up off my back so as to not mar my newly-created snow angel.
      I miss the train of sleds behind Grandpa's tractor while he drags us through his snowy fields.
      I miss the ache of my arms after attempting to help shovel the driveway.
      I miss the cautious baby-steps across the driveway, ever-conscious that I could slip and fall at any time.
      I miss searching frantically for a glove that at least slightly resembles the one I have on.
      I miss plastic bags over my socks to keep off the snow that seeps through the holes in my boots.
      I miss frozen shoe-strings.
      I miss waiting for our old car to heat up, only to finally get comfortable upon arriving at our destination.
      I miss calling people up, trying desperately to get a group together to go sledding.
      I miss our dog, Paul, thinking snow was the best meal he could get.
      I miss the blinding but but beautiful glitter of the sun's reflection on the snow.
      I miss frozen strands of hair, sticking to my face.
      I miss the longing for mom's home-made hot chocolate, after a hard play in the snow.
      I miss the pile of wet snowsuits, mittens, hats, and scarves at the bottom of the basement stairs.
      I miss Indiana Winter.

      You are blessed, my Hoosier friends. I truly hope you realize...

      Be safe, and enjoy some for me, if you can.

      song of the post ~ "Chicago" by Sufjan Stevens

    Charity | 10:40 pm

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