Working on a Dream




Thursday, July 24, 2008

Walking in to my old school...

This is the first time in over 13 years that I visited by junior high school, Ben Franklin. When I walked into it, I felt a weight on my chest.
 -The weight of time-

It waits for no one. I never really thought anything special about Ben Franklin -but today I do...I was there.
My friends were there.

When I walked the halls, stared at the old pool, cringed in the locker rooms, and glared down the old hallways, I felt an emptiness inside.
I forgot so much -even though I spent so much of my life there. People always say, "If I knew then what I know now", I keep telling myself that, but I'm really not sure how it applies.
I just feel lonely when thinking about it... I guess it's like walking into your old house that you grew up in and now see a new family living in it.

You want to remember it as you knew it.

You want everything to be the same.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

How to speak any language

OK, I'm back. I was in Mexico building a house for a family. I'm not even going to try to write all of the experience down here. But it was amazing. On Friday, the last day of the time spent w/ the family I experienced something great.
The entire family came to visit with tons of food ready for a fiesta! Car doors were swung open blasting salsa music and there was a ton of food for everyone to eat. Although I could not speak Spanish and they could not speak English -magic was happening as we both spoke a language we both could understand... the language of love.