So its been a while since I posted anything, more like two months really and I will admit that a lot has happened. In many ways it feels like nothing, or the same thing but I know that's not really true.
February is just a blur, being out of town three out of four weekends will do that and January seems like a distant memory.
There is one that sticks out, much to the chagrin of those of you who want me to come home. It was my first day back, after dropping my stuff at home I ran into work to check on a couple of things. While in the office I was asked to help with a furniture pick up at one of our supporting churches. Although it was one of the last things I wanted to do I went to help.
It was one of the first times I got to drive our 15 passenger van alone and I was nervous. After packing everything up, while headed back to the parish driving up I-25 I looked to the west and got a beautiful view of the mountains. The sun was out and the sky was blue and I just had a feeling that this was where I belonged.
As I wrote in my last blog entry, I'm not sure what the future holds yet but don't be surprised if involves me extending my time here in Denver.
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