Sunday, August 7, 2016

08/07/16

Today date is 08/07/16
One month ago 07/07/16
Two months ago 06/07/16
Three months ago 05/08/16

I miss Bea.
A month is a very long time. I miss our little talks. I miss her heart. I miss her reading Wendell Berry in the mornings. I miss her sending memes on ig. I miss group texts with her and Brooke. I miss Sadie. I miss seeing those big perfect brown eyes even if I have to settle for facetime. I miss that high dimple when she smiles. I miss that heart of hers, she has the best heart. I miss hearing about her life. I miss the way she loves my friends and the way she gets nervous about their relationships. I miss beating her in trivia crack. I miss cuddling and watching Brad Pitt movies. I miss those slow Saturday mornings that don't begin until noon. God, I love when I attempt to get up and she protests half asleep pulling me close with a demanding 'NO' burrowing her nose into my chest. That's how I want every Saturday morning. I miss gardening beside her. I miss singing in her CR-V. That random road trip to Pittsburgh and back for Brooke's birthday, more adventures like that together, more conversations like that too. That hike in Mohican where we couldn't stop sharing things to talk about and there didn't seem to be enough time to express all of it. I miss removing old tampons from her vagina. I miss that smile she would give me when our eyes met from across the pantry. I miss sitting on the floor in book stores. I miss trips to yellow springs. I miss black raspberry chip.

Do you remember every block
Every minute of every walk we used to take
We were young, so many years ago
And I think of all this time
That we've wasted with all our fighting
And I cry
Just wanna die with the one I love
Beside me

Ugh, I miss her oh God.
I miss my best friend
I miss my family
I miss that feeling of home
I miss her heart. a month is a very long time.

This week I got an e-mail from the classroom teacher I will be spending sometime with during my field experience! It's actually happening. I can see the light at the end of this horribly difficult year long grad school tunnel. I'm going to be working in the class room! God I'm actually going to be a teacher! how wonderful and how strange. I wonder what all my teachers back in Wauseon would think if they knew Adam Schuch is going to be a teacher haha life is funny. I vowed to never go back to school and here I am back in school spending time and money to make a career, a life, out of school. How beautiful. We are getting closer God. Just a bit more :)

"My father was very sure about certain matters pertaining to the universe. To him all good things-trout as well as eternal salvation-come by grace and grace comes by art and art does not come easy.”
-A River Runs Through It

God, I pray that Bea finds her honesty and I pray that she finds peace in that.
Thank You for the time I've had her in my life and I ask for much much more time.
I miss her and I love her very much so, oh God.
Please once more, oh God.

The Steel Wheels - Winter Is Coming