Long live Elon!

A view of those gorgeous brick paved walkways I was telling you about...
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Practice Patience

Practice patience- something I’ve learned to appreciate in the last year for certain. Patience while you wait for a delayed flight. Patience while you wait for lost luggage to arrive. Patience to hear back from people you need information from. Patience to see people you’ve been away from and want to be close to. Patience to find the next job, the next path, the next direction.

Dear Reader, THANK YOU for being patient with me! More than a month has passed since my last update and the Patent Pumps have been ALL OVER the place. Indiana to California, to New York, and then back to California and off to Indiana again- it never ended. Except, it did. About three weeks ago, and it was an awfully bittersweet ending. The unexpected passing of my grandmother took away my focus from The Organization, and as I once again crossed the country to return home to be with my family, I knew that this ending was anything but the ending I had desired for this year long experience on the road. Despite being away from my family at the end, and the horrible pain I was feeling from the loss of my grandmother, I never felt more supported by The Organization than I did in those last few weeks. Sisters from across the country reached out to me in love and support. My family was not just at home in California, but spread out across the country- connected through our sisterhood, wisdom, and devotion- and I did not feel alone.

On a lighter and more cheerful note though, my last trip to Indiana (well, for a while at least) was rather marvelous. My last day in the office came and went, and although I did miss my other Patent Pumped traveling companions, it was time to turn in my bag and patiently wait for my next big adventure. While waiting though, I spent the week sprucing up a friend’s house in Fishers- mulching, weeding, landscaping, etc. It may not sound exciting to you, but it was fun to get a little dirty and “play house” for a week. I ventured to Indiana’s oldest bar, The Slippery Noodle, in downtown Indianapolis, for great music and dancing and met up with my best friend for a truly wonderful night.

Sad to leave Indiana and present company at the end of the week, I flew down to North Carolina for two weeks to spend time at the Beehive and celebrate Elon Graduation with all of my friends. It was surreal to be back for the week- strange to think that a mere year ago I was there receiving my diploma- but wonderful to share in the moment with all of my friends who were graduating. Not only did I discover that I am really missing the brick paved walkways of Elon, but I am also missing the Carolinas. A stint in Raleigh during my visit made me think seriously about moving to the capitol city. Perhaps I will have to wait patiently until an opportunity arises for me to move back there- it is a definite possibility.