Place
November 20th, 2008
Despite the angst of the last post, I do have a few rare luxuries afford to me at the moment:
- The certainty that I am living in the right city
- The certainty that I am in the right job.
- The certainty that I am living in the right house.
- The feeling I am at the right church, and have the right friends.
As for now, I think it is the time to mourn.
To weep with the world.
It has been too long since I’ve done that.
It’s funny, I’ve just had similar thoughts going around my head, as I talked about the film with Des. I feel like I have so much - in terms of education, skills…but I don’t know where to put it. I also feel like I’m in the right place with the right job, but I wonder about the future, and about vocation. Des talked about going back to the US to do more death penalty work, but that’s really not for me. I mourned my lack of lawyering ability to Des, and she said that I was a good writer, and told me a story about a man who couldn’t fight with his fists, but could fight with his pen. That was nice to hear. I guess it’s about finding a voice, for me. So anyway, I know where you’re coming from, when you wonder whether to stay here or somehow ‘jump in’ a little further.