| in the shadow of LAXIt's like I never left. I came back to St. M's yesterday and am here again today, volunteering. As soon as the day begins the phones start ringing and folks start filling up the office. I plunge back into the fray instinctively and it's only when I'm halfway through a tough phone call that I suddenly realize, Lord I've forgotten how to do this. I'll have to run to the others for reminders on policy, fund availability, procedure for documentation, and so forth. Or I'll be in the middle of setting up an appointment in Spanish and forget obvious words like hoy. Been three years since I've used that language. It really feels like coming home. And they want me back. But I don't know. |
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| current threat level is Orange

howdy from the Ft. Myers airport. I'm on my way to Los Angeles. |
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| freedom, libertyDear family and friends,
I used to send out regular updates on my life and have neglected to do so for a rather long time now. But I've been answering so many questions individually in the past few days, that I figure it's time for a mass email.
As most of you recall, I've been in the Master's program in Linguistics here at the University of Florida since the fall of 2005. After many months of struggling, prayerful consideration, and listening to the advice of many folks I love and trust, I've decided not to come back to UF for the time being. On paper I'm actually quite close to graduation, but have made zero progress in the past six months and need a break for the sake of my own well-being.
The department wants to see me graduate and is leaving the door open for an eventual return; at this point I just want out but am certainly not going to slam that door shut. But for now, I need to be elsewhere.
It's a familiar and welcome relief to have no idea what's coming next-- I've often been in such a situation, and it's a comfortable place to be. My lease expires at the end of May and I won't renew. Several options have presented themselves, and as yet I haven't decided which to choose or where to go.
This email address is still good, and I expect to be using the same cell number for at least a few more months. So please, please do stay in touch.
Take care,
me
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| GOD IS DEADand we have killed him.
Μνήσθητί μου
Κύριε ἐν τῃ βασιλείᾳ
σου |
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