my parents everyone. meet daddy w and mama j. i printed this picture out on some semi board as a christmas gift to both of them. and i really couldn’t wait until christmas to give it to them, so i gave it to them last night. my dad’s first reaction was, “YES! i am taller!” spoken like a true sy through and through. i just love this picture of both of them. my mom put it over the piano where something of thomas kinkade used to hang. and last night as i was sitting on the couch in the family room, i saw my mom standing in front of it for a good amount of time. staring. contemplating. i think i now know what she saw.

she saw a young wife leaving everything she’s ever known to move to a new country. a new country of new life, of new hope, and of new love, and the unknown. it’s really ironic how the fruit of a journey can sometimes be expressed in a moment. and i think she saw that moment here. a moment of love shared between two souls meant to grow old together.

my gosh how i miss writing and things not related to science. science is great and all, but it can never expose the layers of the human heart the way art can. i finished a really good book today. “the help” in case anyone was wondering. i don’t plan on watching the movie, in case anyone was also wondering about that. stockett writes in a very precise, simple manner that kind of grabs your heart and doesn’t quite let go. only words can do that to a person, for me at least.

i’m still rather delirious with joy at finishing this semester the way i did. as ironic as it sounds, i finished it the way i did by very little of my own means. it really was this collective mix of people (God is a given) that really pulled me along. they pulled and tugged even when i didn’t want to go on. and to think it’s only been semester one of college and i haven’t even started semester one of nursing.

i have one hell of a journey ahead of me. and who is to say each step isn’t going to beautiful? and oh yeah, i guess i’m going to the himalayas.