Back in the Ville

Tonight is a peppermint tea night. The one where you sit quietly on the floor surrounded by boxes and bags with books and clothes pouring out of them reminding you it's transition time again! But instead of heeding their beckoning call to mindlessly unpack to organize and re-organize, you say no. And yes to creating. Reflecting. Growing.

Today felt like a week rolled into 14 hours of awakened. Mom was great and took the time to help me move out of the apartment in Gainesville. We got in late last night, just enough time to throw suitcases in the living room and put sheets on the bed before collapsing. 

Needless to say, I woke up almost forgetting that I start a new internship today. I am still working with kids, which is the area I would LOVE to continue pursuing my OT career in after graduating. Only this time it is Gainesville and just 6 weeks. It's what's called sensory integration and aims at fine tuning sensory systems where a deficit is occurring to help clientele reach their maximum learning potential. I am pretty stoked!

So, as Mom and I were sipping on hot cups of coffee in the hazy morning, we talked about these next 6 weeks. Excitement, hopes, expectations, plans.

Budapest by George Ezra played in the background as we ate breakfast sandwiches and began to awaken to the next day ahead. This sense of peace covered me- reminding me to be present and live life daily.

Turns out God doesn't need a mountain top to talk to you-just an open heart and a coffee shop will do.