Three years ago (well, April 25), I found myself in church. In western Ireland.
With only about 10 regular attendees, there were more people buried in the churchyard than alive inside the service. It was rather quiet.
Aftewards, some friends and I went horseback riding! I hadn't been on a horse since I was eight years old (when veterinarian topped my list of career choices).
This horse was named Rua (Gaelic for "red"). As we neared the hilltop, she bolted. Bouncing around, as in control as a sack of flour, I clutched the English saddle, watching my life flash before my eyes...and arrived at this incredible vista of clear sea and sky (with the Blasket Islands visible across the bay).
Having survived our adventure, we limped off, saddle-sore, to reward ourselves with...
...the world's most amazing chocolate cake! Murphy's is an Irish ice cream/sweets shop that makes absolutely the best chocolate cake in the world. If you're ever in Ireland, find some. It's an especially good way to forget about being saddle-sore.
I still miss Ireland some days. Especially when I think about what I was doing on this day two years ago: editing my senior project in college.
With scissors. Helps rustle up the necessary ruthlessness. No better way to visualize transposals or deletions. I also think I killed an entire rainforest's worth of post-it notes. But I graduated!
One year ago, I was...
...at my desk, finishing the second draft of my novel. I'm now partway through the fourth draft, which (I hope) will be the last. Maybe this novel will see the light of day before I start getting a senior discount on my office supplies.
And today, I am here, typing up this blog post:
Freelance life may not often take me across the world on exciting adventures. I don't often find myself bolting up hills on a runaway horse or violently editing a story with scissors. It's not every day I get to celebrate the accomplishment of a completed novel draft. But my imagination doesn't starve. And that is a blessing.
What do you see when you look back at this day in past years?
What a FUN FUN FUN post! In order to remember what I was doing that long ago I'd have to refer to calendars stashed away somewhere...but it is very, very good to remember where we have been, and how far God has brought us. No wonder King David thanked God for bringing him "THUS FAR."
ReplyDeleteI like your line, "my imagination doesn't starve."
ReplyDeleteLove this as an idea for a post! Might make a note of it as an idea for later. :-)
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