We were in the upper 40s last week. We might even have reached 50 degrees. I saw green grass and went outside without a winter coat. And so you can imagine my heart ache as I looked out my office window this morning to see snow flurries. I knew the cold was coming back - I even heard it directly from the meteorologist on the evening news last week while checking out our new laundromat (Closer, less sketchy, actually has heat and working machines, and has blooming flower pots for only 25 cents more). And so I'm kicking myself for not taking more advantage of the brief respite from cold and snow. Oh well... I guess I'll have to leave the rest of my skirts in the closet until spring comes back (Ket says another 8 weeks... but I hope she's lying). And keep dreaming about the day chacos can breath again.
Meanwhile life goes on much as usual in Rochester MVS. Work is busy, challenging, fulfilling, discouraging, stressful, hopeful, depressing, etc. My clients and coworkers continue to frustrate and inspire me. Ket and I continue to follow our routine of work, laundry nights, drinking lots of tea, buying groceries, going to church, etc.
We've also continue to have a few adventures - most recently a very cold but beautiful trip to Niagara Falls, Ontario with Matt last weekend (this was before the brief warm spell). Despite the cold we enjoyed the breathtaking view of the falls and even got a taste of summer at the butterfly conservatory.
We recently got a Y membership, so I have been experimenting with getting up before the sun once again to go workout before work and come home with sore legs. There is a yoga class on Tuesday and Thursday mornings that I am loving. There is also a Zumba class on Saturday that I suffered through and think I may continue to subject myself to with the hope that I can in fact teach my Mennonite hips to dance to pop music. I am enjoying splashing through chlorinated water and the fact that showering at the Y seems to make my hair softer than it was when I showered at home (not harsher from the chlorine as anticipated). I hope the exercise helps me to find renewal and energy as I wait for the flowers to bloom and the sun to warm my soul.
I am also asking plenty of identity questions and feeling more and more lost. I'm struggling with what I want/need for now and in six months when I leave MVS. I wonder what I will do with myself and where in the world I will plant myself. I'm hoping I can learn to know myself again, because sometimes I feel I have forgotten Bekah somewhere in the mess of surviving life.
And I am also falling more in love with Rochester Mennonite Fellowship and the wonderful people who fellowship there. I am amazingly thankful for the fellowshippers (:P) I have gotten to know over the last six months. For their strength, their vulnerability, and their encouragement and support of each other and of me as we struggle to follow God together and in our own lives. I am looking forward to the season of lent to ask questions, to ponder life together, and to prepare for the narrative or resurrection.
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