oak trees, painted brick, a sign that says “Transitions”


I’m at the library, looking out over foggy Fayetteville. It’s September. I love September. It smells so good this time of year. I’ve picked my favorite desk here at this window, and like all the libraries I’ve ever entered, I’ll pace around until I get to sit here. If I’m forced, I’ll sit somewhere else, but I’ll have to face the same direction, and I’ll stare at whoever picks my seat.
Should I carve my name? I’ve got a good pencil.
I love this quiet. I forgot. Someone has an oxygen machine near to me, and I kick my crossed leg with every force of air. The coffee is high in me, and I feel it in my ears. I can hear my heart beating. 
I’m going to write again. Really write. I’m going to be private and quiet, and I’m going to waste on writing all the good time I have to clean my house. I’m going to waste it at a desk alone, and I’ll make things up and I’ll remember things, and I’ll be blessed and aim to please God in it.
I think I’ll take a blog sabbatical. I’m not sure for how long. Isaac started pre-school today, so happy and big with a backpack. My amazing college girls come tonight, every Tuesday night, spirit-hungry and wanting cookies. A marriage class starts next Wednesday, and I strangely dread it, but expect it to be positive, nonetheless. I have a book club that makes me feel like champagne. I’m going to follow through with what I know I’m to do, and I want to cut myself now from expectations I’ve made for myself here, though I may write something long and blog-worthy in just a few days. I don’t know.
Thank you for being my friend.

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12 Comments

Kristy
Reply September 2, 2008

Very pretty writing!

Kimberly
Reply September 2, 2008

enjoy the quiet... and the writing... and the community... and the cookies!

the hamster
Reply September 2, 2008

this went and made me feel all fat and sassy. love it. took a big deep breath after reading these words.

hey, bless your sabbatical and your words and your quiet and all your giggling girls chomping down cookies without thinking twice. sounds like fayetteville might just up and pop with all the beauty being relished to the high-heavens there.

ps. squeeze in a miller lite or two while you're at all this.

Anonymous
Reply September 2, 2008

If you are not going to wite anything, I can handle that. Please just take pictures of the boys and E-mail them to me. I can get them developed. I might even send their mama a copy. M.

Nicole
Reply September 2, 2008

I love you Amber!!

Craig and Cindy
Reply September 2, 2008

That is so weird, Amber. I was just thinking of taking a short sabbatical myself...for at least a few a few a few days! :)

Hope you have a nice rest.

Cindy

The Baker
Reply September 4, 2008

do what you must i say.

just don't stray too long.

marriage class?

Amber
Reply September 4, 2008

It's horrible I said that about the marriage class. Seth and I are co-leading (not my idea) a class on communication in marriage, and I feel a bit unqualified.

The Baker
Reply September 7, 2008

oh man.

now i am more jealous than ever to not be there. i have had that subject on my mind a lot lately due to problems in the marraiges of some of my closest friends.

i'd love to bounce some ideas around with you guys.

Amber
Reply September 8, 2008

We miss the baker family real big and bad. I'm for real.

the hamster
Reply September 8, 2008

i've been married to a woman who is better than me for 3.67 years and i still rarely interpret her vocal tones and facial expressions correctly. this leads to awkward situations sometimes. and great make-up sessions.

Los Cazadores
Reply September 11, 2008

I really, really tried to stay on hiatus. I suck.

Cindy

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