Hotashi

I’m sitting next to my open window listening to the rain. It’s very soothing. When I look out, all I can see are the hundreds of leaves still on the branches of a rather tall maple tree. It’s my one source of strength getting me through my new life. For some reason, when I look out at this tree I feel closer to God. I have no idea why. When Jack came up this past weekend to spend time with me, I rearranged the pillows on my bed so that we could lie from the footboard to the headboard. That way we could lie there together looking out the window at the tree. He didn’t understand why I thought it was amazing. I told him that when we were married and lived together I wanted to put our bed facing the window so that we could lie in it on Saturday mornings and look out at the trees. He didn’t think that was so amazing either. I didn’t tell him the God part.

In all honesty the past few weeks have been tough. Aside from the workload from school, adjusting to a new house with new roommates and not many friends around is hard. I miss my old house and roommates terribly. I miss being able to go to Vanessa’s room and watch useless clips/dramas/movies all day. I miss going grocery shopping with Maki and cooking something for dinner with her. I miss hearing Megs say “I love you too” at the end of her phone calls with her parents. I miss Sarah saying “I’m so excited” at the end of every story she tells us. It’s not that I want to live in the past, but it’s hard to move on with such fond memories still so close by. My new roommates aren’t that bad, but it’s just not the same. And life just isn’t as enjoyable without the ones I love.

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