Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Have dog, will travel

I had a flat tire today. It was just the latest in my own personal comedy of errors. Really, for a Wednesday, it's already been full of mini-calamities! I was on my way to my parents' house and the next thing I know I'm hearing the distinctive sound of loose rubber on my tire. This is never a good sound and actually, looking at my tire that is now sitting in my trunk, I'm very fortunate I didn't lose control of my car on the highway! I've had a couple of flats in my life, but never one that occurred while I was driving.

Changing the subject, this weekend will be a busy one. A garage sale on Friday and Saturday (I'll spend some time tomorrow getting ready for it), and Sunday I'll be going to church for the last time in the church I grew up in. The church itself isn't disbanding or anything, it's just moving. To a wonderful, bigger, more appropriately equipped building just a few miles down the road. I'm determined to go to the last service in the old building. So, while it's not the most practical thing to do, I'm going.

I'm happy for the church and I know that it's a good thing...but it's a big change in my life. While I've not been a regular attender of that church for several years, it has been a constant nonetheless. Anytime I happened to be back in town I could go there and feel connected somehow. Not with the church itself or even the people all the time...I guess the place is just full of wonderful memories for me. And has some connections with some unfulfilled dreams as well. You see, I always wanted to get married in that church. It wasn't the prettiest or grandest of locations, but in many ways walking in those doors was always like going home. I've never been the girl who dreams in details about her wedding. If marriage is something I have in my future, I think that the details about the wedding will get worked out then. But the one thing I always knew I wanted was to get married in that church. As insignificant as it may be, it's hard to let go of that dream.

There's more behind it than a location, and I know it...but sometimes we focus on the small things rather than the large ones.

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