i still have a big girl bed. when most people my age have fully furnished houses and make meal plans for groceries, i still sleep in the corner bedroom of the house i’ve grown up in on the bed my parent’s bought me when was too old to sleep in the crib. everything i own in life fits into one single room and if i packed really well, in the back of a pick-up truck. don’t get me wrong, i’m not complaining by any means. the rent is cheap, the food appears in the refrigerator, and i have no cable tv bills to pay. i’ve loved spending the past two years with my family after graduating from college; it has been time i never would have dreamed to share with them. more memories were filed away in my collection, deeper discussions had over dinner, and longer evenings spent around the chiminea. i have loved every minute of it… well almost every. okay, most. i’ve loved most every minute of it.

but the end of this beautiful season is coming to a close and the room which has always been mine [besides that summer i had to sleep in the basement] will be no longer. the contents of this room will soon be packed and transferred to a new place, a new city, a new life. the beginning of september, marks the start of life’s next chapter in san francisco. i have a job, a church, even a roommate. only one minor detail remains… an apartment. everything else has fallen into place at the right time… i know this will as well. and so, to san francisco i go.

i cleaned my room one last time this weekend before i tuck away its pieces into boxes. i have a feeling, there’s more in here than i actually realize and over the next two weeks, i’ll find old photos and notes, medals and artwork. they’ll bring a smile to my face as i recall the context and people. perhaps some will be kept as memorials to times past, tools to prompt memories of this kansas life. i’ll probably contemplate which box to put them into before i realize they don’t really need to come with me. maybe its time for them to end themselves, to finish where they started and bring closure to this chapter. then i’ll be freed for whatever’s next where, perhaps i’ll splurge and buy myself a new big girl bed.

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