GRACEinTIME
Fine I'll write something. I know there are some people who are confused about where I am right now and why. So here it goes, unpleasant as it may be.
After making the 24 hour trip home, a little hazy from medication with layovers in Nagoya, Japan
and Detroit, michigan. I arrived back in the homeland on.... Jan. 13th. Down 20lbs. and a good sized piece of my right leg. Now we'll jump over to present tense.
The past six weeks have been some of the hardest weeks of my life. How something so amazing, so extensive in planning, finances, and time could end like it did was tough to figure out. Home was the last place I wanted to be this year. Yet, that's where I ended up, doing the same things I've done for the past 18 years and less. Rather depressing. I'll admitt to being in a bad mood for along time. I suppose things came to a bit of a climax when the doctors, three days before I was scheduled to leave again, recommended that I take a couple more weeks before going back over seas. Something about the new skin on my leg not being real strong. It didn't help that a day or so before my final visit to the plastic surgeon I had torn all the ligaments in my ankle on a trampoline. ...yes... a trampoline. The doctor said it had to do with the fact that my leg was so weak from the surgeries and not being actively used for the past two months, and not the fact that I was dumb enough to go trampolining again(though the second reason still stands). To be honest, I didn't care. If I was the only person I had to listen to I would currently be limping around, 10,000 miles away. I was an adventurer after all. I can't let broken body parts get in the way. Although waiting a couple more weeks is probably the smartest thing to do, I still wish I was out of here by now. My disposition on my current status has changed however; and,after three days of complete depression, I resolved to make the best of it. It is implausable to think we can go against God's plan for our lives anyways. And as much as I don't understand it now, this is part of it. there is nothing left to do but accept it with grace that came six weeks too late.
so where does this leave me and my big adventure?
After working for a week(which was good for my head) I'm leaving with my family for Florida. I'm then planning to meet a friend of mine in Sarasota and drive down to Miami's south beach. No backpacking Asia, I know. But, this little adventure should tide me over until the 27th when I leave for Manila city again, and the big adventure continues.
After making the 24 hour trip home, a little hazy from medication with layovers in Nagoya, Japan
and Detroit, michigan. I arrived back in the homeland on.... Jan. 13th. Down 20lbs. and a good sized piece of my right leg. Now we'll jump over to present tense.
The past six weeks have been some of the hardest weeks of my life. How something so amazing, so extensive in planning, finances, and time could end like it did was tough to figure out. Home was the last place I wanted to be this year. Yet, that's where I ended up, doing the same things I've done for the past 18 years and less. Rather depressing. I'll admitt to being in a bad mood for along time. I suppose things came to a bit of a climax when the doctors, three days before I was scheduled to leave again, recommended that I take a couple more weeks before going back over seas. Something about the new skin on my leg not being real strong. It didn't help that a day or so before my final visit to the plastic surgeon I had torn all the ligaments in my ankle on a trampoline. ...yes... a trampoline. The doctor said it had to do with the fact that my leg was so weak from the surgeries and not being actively used for the past two months, and not the fact that I was dumb enough to go trampolining again(though the second reason still stands). To be honest, I didn't care. If I was the only person I had to listen to I would currently be limping around, 10,000 miles away. I was an adventurer after all. I can't let broken body parts get in the way. Although waiting a couple more weeks is probably the smartest thing to do, I still wish I was out of here by now. My disposition on my current status has changed however; and,after three days of complete depression, I resolved to make the best of it. It is implausable to think we can go against God's plan for our lives anyways. And as much as I don't understand it now, this is part of it. there is nothing left to do but accept it with grace that came six weeks too late.
so where does this leave me and my big adventure?
After working for a week(which was good for my head) I'm leaving with my family for Florida. I'm then planning to meet a friend of mine in Sarasota and drive down to Miami's south beach. No backpacking Asia, I know. But, this little adventure should tide me over until the 27th when I leave for Manila city again, and the big adventure continues.
posted by jimi at 10:34 AM
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