roommates

the last official roommate i had was in college. her name was revkah. we stayed up late and watch lots of silly television. we managed to somehow get ourselves graduated from asbury college. in the midst of pranks some that may or may not have anything to do with a door alarm, we became real good friends.

i remember how important we must've thought roommates were when we were in college. we always wanted the very perfect one...we wanted a certain room...and we usually tried to make sure we liked who we were living with in really close quarters.

since then i've had different people stay with me for various amounts of time. but for the most part i've lived on my own.

when i moved to omaha i was desperately lonely. i remember wishing i did live with someone for the sake of having some type of companionship when i was lonely.

and i stumbled. i'm nearing my third year in omaha and i am pretty thankful that i had those awkward years.

i think i could have easily become bitter, maybe i did at some point, that moving to omaha was a sink or swim situation. i didn't have any type of safety net when i arrived. i didn't know anyone...and i didn't want to invade on other people's lives either.

so. it was weird. arriving into a community but not yet part of that community.

three years later. still no roommate but a faithful neighbor and friend (who will be moving soon! congrats daph - your roommate will be real fun!).

anyway. these are my scattered thoughts as i observe how my friends fare in their living situations, how i wonder what i would do in different situations. who knows. but i do admire those who stick it out. they have enormous amounts of grace and patience.