So Detroit...
Yep...
It's right across the way from CANADA! Am I going to go to Canada- probably at least once.
I don't really know whats up right now.
My mom told my grandmother- she is trusting God with all of this- so that makes me feel better.
I have been talking to a guy who is already at the agency in Detroit- he has shared a lot about it with me and I am feeling confident. Josh seems like a solid guy and I am eager to learn what I can from him before he leaves- like two weeks or so after we get there...
Lets talk about this one fact shall we:
When I signed up for Covenant House- the city of Detroit wasn't even on the map for me. I had no idea it was even an option for me to go to until I was on Orientation.
At that time- I knew where I wanted to be: New York City!
I mean come on- how fabulous would that be right?! Wrong.
I spent one night in NYC and felt like I was going to choke. My mom coined the term country mouse. And I believe she was right. I stood staring at the Brooklyn Bridge on the first night of my Orientation and was in awe of the city. So big. And I just felt so out of my league. I didn't know what was wrong with me. I love New York. I have always been a fan.
I later sat down and figured out that I was more than capable of living there, but under the conditions that I set. If I were to be in an apartment with a steady paying job and friends and roommates and a lover and beer, things might be different.
But as it was, with all of the business I would be doing on top of the 45 min commute and my unusual onset of loathing for New York subway stations, I found myself slowly changing my mind about living in the Big Apple.
I walked across the Brooklyn Bridge that night, remembering that scene from Sex in the City- the Movie... and thought, "This isn't my life... but if it were- it would have to be all mine!"
So then I learned that Detroit was an option for me to be sent to. And I thought, "Well, why not? I've been so caught up in NYC and now I've got this new idea of it and I hate it. Why not keep Detroit as an option?"
It became my second choice, with AC in the front of the line and Ft. Slaughterdale bringing up the rear.
I felt like God was trying to tell me something about Detroit from the minute I learned it was an option. I went to an old place of worship with a dear friend of mine after I came back from an exhausting Orientation, feeling unstable and insecure with everything in my world.
After about an hour and a variety of gifts of the Holy Spirit later, I heard in my head, "Just shut up and trust me!"
So I am.
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In other news: I went back to Cabrini today to spend time with special people. One of my Da-da's was on campus getting her life in order for the school year and we ran into one of the most important people in my life. I am not sure whether or not I will write too much about him right now- as he truly deserves an entire blog page of his own some day (as do the rest of the people who put up with me in their classes [ I promise I love you all equally]), but I must say a few words about the genius and madness that is Seth Frechie.
Dr. Frechie was the first English teacher I had at Cabrini and right from the start he made me feel like I was where I was destined to be, and that I was becoming the person I wanted to be...
How's that for starters? That will be my first line in the blog when I get to brown nose for no particular reason- give it time- I'll know when its right to post that one- it will be on a really great day filled with poetry and music or on the worst day ever, when I miss the people I loved the most at Cabrini...
Anyway- I ran into my dear old professor and he was astonished to learn that I was going to Detroit. He apparently has been keeping up with my writing, which worries and honors me. This blog is not safe!!!
Saying goodbye to him was hard. I realized that I would not have that same kind of kinship with any of my superiors ever again. More over, I realized I was going into a much bigger pond and becoming a much smaller fish in less than two weeks. People will not know my name where I am going. I must start anew where I am going. I am eager for this and anxious at the same time.
I will miss walking five feet and running into someone I know, or at least someone who knows me, and being able to say, "Hey Hun!" and embrace them and make them feel like for that moment they are my world. Because for that moment, they were. They always were.
But I am moving on. I learned in my musical class and from one of my favorite peers- you must keep moving on.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QA4coDbHLPo
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