I have less than four weeks left in Cardiff.

New adventures excite me.

But just like that book loved so much… getting to the end, finishing the story is both fantastic and a little sad, as you close the back cover.

So, even in the midst of finals I am trying to choose to be fully present in all the other little details.

The cups of tea

God’s grace that is so very evident in the dark chocolate digestive biscuits

Friends

Amazing sermons

God’s grace that He speaks to stubborn old me

I want to write it all down, soak it all up, live every second of life I’ve been given.

And, yes, seconds that include trying to make my brain learn the difference between remember and know or the routes to bilingual language acquisition or all the details of consciousness. Those seconds are also ordained by God.

So, I may be jumping on the blog a bit more often again.

It’s tempting to not document these last days. It would be easier to hide away and not live them because then leaving them would be less sad.

But I know that is not right. There is a time for everything under the sun.

So be prepared for random streams of consciousness to keep me sane and living in these last few weeks of Cardiff.