Thank you to everyone who has been keeping me in their thoughts and prayers, and especially to Calah, Hallie, and Kimberlie. Growing pains are never fun, but who wants to stay a baby forever? It’s, you know, technically my Catholic rumspringa so. . .if anyone’s been aching to commit a mortal sin with me, you have ’til Saturday. (kidding, kidding).
I’m in a strange limbo right now, juxtaposed between excitement, and nervousness, and numbness. It’s quite frankly difficult for me to believe that it’s really happening. I’m not really a cry-er, but it makes me cry thinking about how the blogging community has rallied around me and my fellow converts. Please, please, please believe me when I say that I am so very, very grateful. I don’t think there’s any better contemporary example of the communion of the saints than what you have all done for me. It humbles me – and I deal with pride a lot, so, humbling me’s never a bad thing – and at the risk of waxing cliche, never before have I felt so much love from a church community. And I come from a southern church – there was plenty of love to go around, no matter the theological pitfalls.
I’m going to be quiet for the rest of this week.
You might hear from me Friday.
But I’m waiting.