And So This Is It

I have been in Bend for 3 weeks now. It's strange how much it can feel like home, and yet I still feel a visitor. I'm learning what real transition is. Not the "throw everybody together in a community and love each other" (like Biola or camp), but forging your way in a new place and figuring out who you are again. There is something about being the new kid that yells loudly in your face who you are and how it's different from who you want to be.

I am still loving the snow. It doesn't happen too often, but when it does it's beautiful. My sister and I went snow shoeing today. It was beautiful and peaceful.

I have met some cool people.But I never realized how awkward the transition is from new "friend" to real friend. I spend a lot of time with my sister and a lot of time at home. I love it though. The family that I am living with is amazing. We have dance parties and pillow fights. Darcy and Scott are a solid couple and I can learn a lot from them. So I am perfectly content to spend all my time at home. For now.

Did I mention that it's beautiful here?