Hi friends,
It's been so long since I've written, I know! I have many excuses. None of them are particularly good. I initially took a hiatus because since the title is "sharpstown in the city," I didn't think I needed to document Pennsylvania. But I've been back in the city since July 9 and I haven't written. :(
No more excuses. Bella-the-computer has been calling, whispering, "come back to your blog. come back to your blog!" There have certainly been plenty of blog-worthy moments. And a lot of change and grace and blessing and joy and stress and everything inbetween. I won't attempt to wrap up the summer of transition, of moving, of disappointment, of excitement. In fact, I'm going to try to keep my entries less epic.
I know what I'm thankful for today.
I'm thankful for a room that is finally coming together. It's huge and it awaits every and any visitor. Last weekend I spent several hours putting together a Euro Futon I bought at Target. It's screaming for some love.
I'm thankful for this home I get to share with Jenny. For wide open spaces and more square footage than we know what to do with.
I'm thankful for my neighborhood, colorful and vibrant in every way.
I'm thankful for my new connection with Operation Exodus, a mentorship program for kids in Washington Heights.
I'm thankful for my JOB! My first salaried job EVER and it's at the church I love so dearly. If you have to have a day job filing away for hours, I'd rather it be praise songs and hymns than anything else.
I'm thankful for my community that is being built here. For the Fellowship Group that is busting at the seams and the potential for a real family in Christ in my neighborhood.
I'm thankful for all my Millbrook buddies that live in NYC and who have become a network of support and laughter as we continue to audition and land the next gigs.
I'm thankful for my health and for all the ways God sustains me. For no longer coughing through the night and being able to sing again. I'm thankful for new hope and energy invested in singing and performing.
I'm thankful for this space to write out my adventures and dreams.
I've missed you, silly blog. It's good to be back.
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Hey Girl, I didn't know your voice was on the blink. I'm glad you're better.
At the end of last semester my voice was on the blink also. It started with 6 weeks of upper respiratory crud. In fact when I was finally able to get to the doctor was when the doctor gave me the heavy expectorant that interacted with my blood pressure and then I came home and blacked out after a ride.
The lesson I learned was that even though your doctor sends in their physician assistant that they trust perhaps you should not trust them and what they know about you.
You be safe and enjoy your singing!
Love Uncle Bobster
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