46 Days

Well, the month of June came and went. It was mostly lovely, as I recall. Life has kept me extra busy lately between wedding planning (a month and a half to go!) and working a lot. It's so easy to type out words and phrases, to inform people: "we're getting married" "I work at a Chinese restaurant downtown" "it was over 100 degrees outside on Saturday" "I donated blood and didn't pass out". Simple things and momentous changes alike can be communicated in just a few seconds.

What's more difficult to share, though, is reality. The depth and subtler characteristics of different experiences. I miss writing - publicly, like on this blog, and more privately, to friends or just myself. Life has been so full and so rich recently, and writing tends to help the important things sink in a little more.

There has been so much to adjust to, so much to learn, so much to enjoy:

• Preparing for marriage is challenging, fun, ludicrous, mysterious, commonplace, and impossible.

• Work is both exactly what I need and the bane of my existence, by turns.

• The church I've been going to down here is wonderful -I really love it- but I also feel like I've been in a spiritual coma for a long long time and am just starting to come out of it.

I could take any one of those topics and write or talk or sit and meditate for days, but instead the hours and minutes keep skipping by and I am left to wake up in the morning wondering how it got to be July already.

Here is one of literally about 3 existing pictures of Jesse and I together, taken at our friends' wedding a few weeks ago: