Back at home...

I guess you could say this is my third home. The first being the house I grew up in with my mom, second being Montreal. My life continues growing mostly there, and will for the next two and a half years at least, as I complete my education. And most recently, this strange house in Cobourg has become my third. I lived here just over two months this past summer, and it has become a comfortable place to live.

If I were a reporter (do reporters write about nights out with friends? :P)...

What a great time I had last night! Titus, Naomi, Dalton, Lesley, and I went to Boston Pizza for drinks and dessert. And, a little later, after some persuasion, Dan got out of his pyjamas to join us. It was awesome to catch up with "the Cobourg gang". These people never cease to amaze me. :) Titus is working harder than ever, losing sleep over church and his job, but seems incredibly happy. I think he's really enjoying spending time with his girlfriend, Naomi. They've been dating just over a month I think. Naomi has a new-ish job, and is smiley and sporting the cutest jewelery as always. Dalton is back from Briarcrest... drove all the way from Saskatchewan (what a guy!) to visit with Lesley for a couple days before heading off to see his family. Lesley is the one with amazing patience. Her job demands it, and she's humble about it. :) Dan... what is new with Dan? His trip to Vermont was cancelled, which is why he was able to come with us. So yeah, we caught up... it was so much fun. Here's to more good times in Cobourg. I'll be praying for these guys and gals. Blessings in the new year!

New things are happening in the house, too. My dad recently had an accident at work with a grinder. He cut his leg really badly and had to go in for surgery. He's doing a lot better now, getting around pretty well with crutches. And SO, he's "reevaluating things". I heard those words and my ears perked up. What does that mean for him? Well, disappointing as it is, the first thing he mentionned was that he's not going to leave his Corvette in a garage somewhere. He wants to park it closer to home. It's worth a lot of money, and not just the money, it's in really amazing condition, and is not replaceable. A couple other things... he's sticking to hanging out with just two of his friends, Ruth and an English lady named Kathy. That sounds promising. Thirdly, he has been discussing spiritual stuff with the nurse that has been coming to visit, to check up on him and give him antibiotics. He said she confused him with her idea that Christian spirituality, a walk with God, is different from religiosity. Hopefully that'll get cleared up in his head, and he'll understand the idea of a personal decision. This is a new idea: that the motivation for seemingly "religious activities" (reading the bible, praying) isn't out of obligation, but a relationship of love.

I've talked a lot about the outside stuff... as for me, I'm doing well. I'm enjoying being here. My dad's really laidback. He loves that I've got friends in the area. He's really smart, and I've learned lots from him. And, he put me on his car insurance, so I've been driving! WOOOO!
If you reading this, I'd appreciate prayer. Trips home often mean spiritual lows for me. I want to stay "afloat"! ...Thanks :).