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Sunday, May 15, 2011
Showering
About two months ago, two high schoolers from my youth group asked if they could host their baby shower at my house. I agreed and so, in addition to school work and finals, my time since then has been filled with budgeting, planning, shopping, decorating, and various other baby shower prep tasks. It's been somewhat of a roller coaster ride, but we pulled it off!
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Late-Night Chats
When I think back on this past year, one of the first things that comes to mind are my many late-night chats with Joe. Sometimes we talk about noble things: God, justice, the meaning of life. Other times, we just talk about shit.
Blurry, poorly lit and red-tinted as they are, I'm pretty happy that I got photos of one of our sessions. (How I'll miss these chats next year when he's no longer around to confide in and laugh with at all hours of the night!) Put simply, our talks have, in many ways, encapsulated the essence of college. Formal dorm programs and on-campus events are great for socializing and mingling, but 3 a.m. conversations with close friends are where the real magic of college life lies.
Blurry, poorly lit and red-tinted as they are, I'm pretty happy that I got photos of one of our sessions. (How I'll miss these chats next year when he's no longer around to confide in and laugh with at all hours of the night!) Put simply, our talks have, in many ways, encapsulated the essence of college. Formal dorm programs and on-campus events are great for socializing and mingling, but 3 a.m. conversations with close friends are where the real magic of college life lies.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Spring Fever and a Woman from St. Lucia
Walking to St. Martin of Tours on Friday, I found myself behind a woman carrying grocery bags. When I got closer behind her, she turned around, I smiled, and she laughed out loud. "I wanted to make sure that it wasn't anyone coming up behind me at night," she said.
We walked down the street together talking about church and the Bronx and Lenten services. She told me that she is from St. Lucia and that she came to the Bronx some time ago. As I'm learning, this is the epitome of what the Bronx is: people from different places coming together to call one place theirs.
The next morning, the neighborhood couldn't have been more friendly- or more crowded. Everyone (and their siblings and parents and children) came out to celebrate the first sunny day of what is now -hopefully- spring. Mr. Softee trucks and street ball and loud music accompanied pedestrians with jackets open, sun-brushed cheeks and babies in strollers. I have yet to spend a summer in the Bronx, but I'm told that it is, in every sense, spectacular. Summer is the time when this city, its residents and its rich culture, come to life. After a long, drab winter, this kind of change could not feel more welcome or more monumental.
We walked down the street together talking about church and the Bronx and Lenten services. She told me that she is from St. Lucia and that she came to the Bronx some time ago. As I'm learning, this is the epitome of what the Bronx is: people from different places coming together to call one place theirs.
The next morning, the neighborhood couldn't have been more friendly- or more crowded. Everyone (and their siblings and parents and children) came out to celebrate the first sunny day of what is now -hopefully- spring. Mr. Softee trucks and street ball and loud music accompanied pedestrians with jackets open, sun-brushed cheeks and babies in strollers. I have yet to spend a summer in the Bronx, but I'm told that it is, in every sense, spectacular. Summer is the time when this city, its residents and its rich culture, come to life. After a long, drab winter, this kind of change could not feel more welcome or more monumental.
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