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Date: 20 April 2005 19:06:13
It is strange being at my home in Manchester, instead of my home in Swansea (I am lucky, having two homes). Some things I'm just slipping right back into, and its funny, remembering how things used to be. For example this Sunday, my first Sunday back at my home church and I am helping to organise an all age worship in the morning and in the evening I have a part in a play, which is going to happen instead of a sermon in a circuit service. Its funny, in the morning I have to walk in at the beginning of the service, with a map and a compass and pretend to be lost - which is quite easy for me as I often am. But it'll be funny because most people in the congregation won't have seen me for several months and probably won't know I'm expected there, until I walk in at the beginning of the service (me being lost is somehow the call to worship!). Its just strange, its like I've never been away.
Emotions as well, are just the same. Things that I feel when I'm at home, then I forget about them when I'm at uni, but still come back just the same as before. Like the trams - I HATE being under the tram line in the subway when there is a tram moving above me - it sounds like the sky is falling in. Coming back from town today it was horrible because there were loads of people in my way, so I couldn't run (like I usually do) to get away from the moving tram above me. I felt exactly the same fear.
Its also funny, seeing my parents reaction to this blog. My Mum really doesn't understand it at all, but my Dad gets it completely. After they came to pick me up from the train station, we were driving up to my parents house and I suddenly noticed the cherry tree (I think its a cherry tree, but it never produces any cherrys, so maybe not) was in full bloom. I exclaimed "OHHHHH WOW! The tree's in full bloom". My Dad groaned and said 'excited rainbows'. My Mum was completely confused at this point, and asked for an explanation. My Dad provided one, by explaining that these were little girls who ran around and hadn't grown up into Brownies yet. I was in the back seat just laughing. I miss all of my dads little funny comments. But when I am around my Dad its like nothing has changed - we can still make each other laugh in the same way as before.
There are things that have changed - like the tram fare has gone up - but the way that I slip so easily back into Mancunian life, its almost as if time stands still when I'm away.