I went to MJ today, to visit some old friends. Rick, Alison, and I went out for dinner.
Boy, healing takes time. Poor Alison is struggling, having been chased out of Providence Place by a monster. Rick, on the other hand, while retired and seemingly happy, My own healing too is taking time. Things are going well - so much positive in my life currently, what with a new job, new coworkers, new friends, a new house, a new church, a new worshiping community, and a new girlfriend - but I can't deny that my heart still aches from my experiences at my previous workplace.
God, continue to heal your broken children!
I also dropped by Lloyd and Judy's art gallery to say hello. I had a good conversation and caught up on all the gossip in town. Tha's MJ, everyone talks about each other. But I spent some serious money too, buying two paintings which I will be my feature art in my living room walls.
The first painting is a farming scene set in the prairies. This painting highlights the simplicity and peacefulness of prairie life. The second painting is of the west coast, probably Parksville. It has ocean, a rocky beach, evergreens, mountains, and of course, clouds in the distance.
I connect strongly with both of these picture. The first one because of where I live now, and because of the simple beauty the prairies communicate. The small hut in the shed, the fence, and the overgrown path reminds me of the footprints of previous generations, and how life is always in flux. The second picture touches me because I miss the west coast - the ocean, the rocky, log-strewn beaches, and the cloudy sunsets. I kind of sehnsucht for the coast pervades me when I look at it.
