BK City here we come
09/08/2004 05:26 p.m.
Right back where I started from. Well, at least it'll be a HUGE burden relieved. Getting on with the business of getting on.

Pulled up to the apt last night, after having been in Portland for the evening. Heated debate about politics. I am a terrible ignoramus when it comes to politics. It's pointless to try to engage me for that reason. At best I end up on the shortest end of the "I'm a fool" stick. Give me an "earth mother" candidate, someone kind and prone to prayer, someone who wants to save the whales and feed the children, and that's who I would vote for. Otherwise, everyone is corrupt in my opinion, and one corruption is no less evil than any other. It's just the way of it, I understand that. And I know we can't have an "earth mother" president; we would likely get squashed in a heartbeat. I just can't stomach the corruption is all. Anyway, we pull up, still jabbering our opinions, I look at the odometer, and it reads 66.6. Great. Mark of the Beast, blessing of the damned, author of confusion anyway. *shaking my head* Sign? Coincidence? At any rate, bizzare!

Things are going very well, overall. Still clean and sober, and nicotine free (he is). We are getting to know one another again, and I'm falling in love in a new way. There is a daily turning to prayer several times a day, for thanksgiving, or to ask for guidance, or just for surrendering the day. There is tenderness, patience, humility, admitting faults and seeking to make corrections. There are still some control issues, but with gentleness and counseling we are facing those and working through them. I find that I am still very bullheaded, and have a flashpoint temper when I feel even the hint of intimidation. So I'm working on it from my end too.

I catch myself looking around, and the awe of this whole situation comes upon me again. It's so amazing to me that this is happening. I can't get over how it feels like I've been completely transported from one journey and have been placed into another one with an entirely different destination. It wasn't like a morphing, a slow transformation at all. And even if his transformation is only for a season, I'd much rather spend it with him than let it pass without him, even if it ends up like it might have before Christ came into our lives (and I don't believe we'll ever go back to that, but I understand there are no guarantees).

Kay. Time to get back to work.
I am currently Blessed
I am listening to a false firealarm sounding, pulled by one of our residents