August 4, 2011

Happy New Year

Filed under: Life — Nathan @ 8:02 am

I woke up this morning and had no idea where I was.  No, it was worse than that.  I had no idea who was in the bed with me (as it turns out, it was the woman with whom I’m celebrating a 17th wedding anniversary this week, which is what we author-types call – wait for it – a happy ending).

That came on the heels of cleaning the porch last evening.  After seeing flying, stinging insects circling around (not yellow jackets or wasps – more like sleek, quick bees), I climbed, perching on a chair to spray the large, dark mud dauber-ish structure that had been built in the week we’d been on vacation, tucked away in a corner.  Up high.  Don’t see what could go wrong here.

As I sprayed, I realized that the “structure” was instead a large, dark moth as it took to wing and floated toward me.  It circled my head and torso.  Oh, not a moth.  A bat.  Sure.

All in all, I’ve been a little off my game since we returned from 75 degree mountain weather to the 95 degrees of home.  The bugs, bats and sleeping on the right side of the bed again, after a week on the left, have thrown me off.

But it’s good to be home.  And not because the vacation was anything other than outstanding.  For those who follow me on Twitter (and really, how are you reading this now if you don’t?), you know that we spent a couple of days in Atlanta, at the Georgia Aquarium and the World of Coca-Cola, and went to two Braves games, courtesy of our friend, Clint Hurdle.  (Since Clint, the Pittsburgh Pirates’ manager, was kind enough to host us, the Pirates have gone 1-7.  Sorry about that.)  Then we – my children, wife of 17 years who SLEEPS ON THE RIGHT, and parents – headed up to North Carolina for a few days.  The weather, small-town atmosphere, family bonds, watching my daughters hunt for snails and a relaxed schedule, all made for a wonderful time.

But it’s good to be home.  It all just feels…new.

A new NFL season, with so many friends (and clients) now having the uncertainty of will-there-be-a-season? behind them, replaced with the more familiar, comfortable angst of will-we-win-any-games?

A new school year.  A new dog.  Finally being settled in our home after two years of (mild) upheaval of moving and renting.

God gives us opportunities to reinvent ourselves, and as I look ahead to 95 degree days for the foreseeable future, this feels like another one of those.  And I understand full well the idea that “as man makes plans, God laughs,” but I think we are all called to push ahead, purposefully, in the direction we feel called.  Toward significance.

What do you have in store?  As for me and my family, who knows?  We should always look to the future with hope, I know, but sometimes it just feels more…obvious.  Things are at work.  It feels like a new start, even in the dog days of summer.

So I’m glad to be back.

Happy New Year!

 

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