It feels like I haven't left.

I've had a fantastic time the past couple of days. I'm visiting IWU and have been overwhelmed by so many thoughts and feelings. A third of the time that I've been here I've sat at the coffee shop on my computer or reading, but mostly talking. Its a charming place - great music, great fire, great chai, great people. Catching up with people has been wonderful. I'm so thankful for the amazing friends that I've made here - I have a feeling that I'll be able to come back to visit them anytime and simply pick up where we left off. They're that great.

The big question is, "So do you like your new school?"

I know that I'll eventually love EIU like I do IWU. Before I even know it, probably. But I gotta be honest though, last week was tough. Transferring is hard. Moving back home is hard. Starting over is hard. Leaving something so wonderful behind is hard. My first week of classes this semester left me longing to be back at my old school.

Someone suggested that it might be best if I didn't go back so soon. I needed to be back though. I don't know when I'll get another chance. I know EIU will get better. After coming here and talking to some dear friends and hearing some great stuff, I have a few ideas about what I can do to help move that along. I'm excited. I want to cry sometimes, but I'm still very excited. Life right now is full of mixed-emotions. The unpredictability of life is what I find most delightful.

This conclusion came from a conversation with a friend last night. Life's uncertainty demands faith and a trust in the only constancy, God.