So I'm just going to blow through these and hopefully remember in the future to flesh these out!
Since my last post, I've healed up enough to play rugby again which has been a blessing. After helping coach my boys through weeks of grueling scheduled match-ups, I got to join in for the match against my little brother in Fayetteville, my last Varsity vs. Alumni match, and even all throughout the Colorado Spring Break tour. I've grown exponentially still in my friendship with a couple guys on the team and have really found home amongst the ranks of smiling, goofy, deranged faces.
The Arkansas trip was special because I went up early with a friend to meet up with some familiar faces and visit my little brother. We got to check out Dickson street, enjoy some delicious food, and play in a rugby game where I genuinely surprised myself with my performance.
I got to help a homie with an art project in the studio, which more honestly just became a freestyle session blasting loud through the overhead speakers of the woodworking shop.
I've been treated to a billion cafeteria swipes and team meals. The subject matter at one point or another always warrants a lower volume level but hardly ever does that happen. People tend to steer clear when all the rugby boys are in toe these days. We couldn't care less.
Some buddies hosted a beer olympics where my team, Team Jamaica, won it all. Some young folks made mistakes, I had people trying to tackle me in a dusty front lawn while international students cheered all around, and eventually took a pleasant ride home.
I saw CDO, which was pretty incredible because so many people I love and cherish absolutely killed it for their last true performance on that stage where so many droplets of blood, sweat and tears were shed into the scuffs and cracks.
Loveworks has allowed me to volunteer my little heart out and be a part of some truly wonderful nights.
The Hall of Fame ceremony for OU Rugby (44th annual) was wonderful and touched my heart in ways I wasn't quite ready for. But that's when the good stuff happens anyway- in the periphery when you aren't watching.
I've skipped class to sip sangria and soak in the simpler joys of life that I sometimes let slip.
Colorado was a respite for my servants heart. Every moment of every day was so impactful, so joyous, so... simple and clean. My host from the past summer was able to pay me a visit over some catered food as well, which was nice. I really miss that family more than I can comfortably express to them (they're pretty frank folks, and I was just a rando in their guest room afterall). So much has to be said for that trip that I do not yet have the time to dig into yet.
I've also had multiple opportunities to speak with one of my best friends on God's green earth. God is so good in letting me maintain the friendships that I do and with the purity that I have. While I can cite my intentions and work at such things, I know it is nothing short of divine that I have been able to keep these people in my life to make me laugh and show me the sweeter things of life-- while hundreds if not thousands of miles away. Friendship is so dang cool.
It's funny. It is said that there is "nothing new under the sun" and we are in these perpetual cycles... And yet... Life never ceases to surprise, for better or worse.
Since my last post, I've healed up enough to play rugby again which has been a blessing. After helping coach my boys through weeks of grueling scheduled match-ups, I got to join in for the match against my little brother in Fayetteville, my last Varsity vs. Alumni match, and even all throughout the Colorado Spring Break tour. I've grown exponentially still in my friendship with a couple guys on the team and have really found home amongst the ranks of smiling, goofy, deranged faces.
The Arkansas trip was special because I went up early with a friend to meet up with some familiar faces and visit my little brother. We got to check out Dickson street, enjoy some delicious food, and play in a rugby game where I genuinely surprised myself with my performance.
I got to help a homie with an art project in the studio, which more honestly just became a freestyle session blasting loud through the overhead speakers of the woodworking shop.
I've been treated to a billion cafeteria swipes and team meals. The subject matter at one point or another always warrants a lower volume level but hardly ever does that happen. People tend to steer clear when all the rugby boys are in toe these days. We couldn't care less.
Some buddies hosted a beer olympics where my team, Team Jamaica, won it all. Some young folks made mistakes, I had people trying to tackle me in a dusty front lawn while international students cheered all around, and eventually took a pleasant ride home.
I saw CDO, which was pretty incredible because so many people I love and cherish absolutely killed it for their last true performance on that stage where so many droplets of blood, sweat and tears were shed into the scuffs and cracks.
Loveworks has allowed me to volunteer my little heart out and be a part of some truly wonderful nights.
The Hall of Fame ceremony for OU Rugby (44th annual) was wonderful and touched my heart in ways I wasn't quite ready for. But that's when the good stuff happens anyway- in the periphery when you aren't watching.
I've skipped class to sip sangria and soak in the simpler joys of life that I sometimes let slip.
Colorado was a respite for my servants heart. Every moment of every day was so impactful, so joyous, so... simple and clean. My host from the past summer was able to pay me a visit over some catered food as well, which was nice. I really miss that family more than I can comfortably express to them (they're pretty frank folks, and I was just a rando in their guest room afterall). So much has to be said for that trip that I do not yet have the time to dig into yet.
I've also had multiple opportunities to speak with one of my best friends on God's green earth. God is so good in letting me maintain the friendships that I do and with the purity that I have. While I can cite my intentions and work at such things, I know it is nothing short of divine that I have been able to keep these people in my life to make me laugh and show me the sweeter things of life-- while hundreds if not thousands of miles away. Friendship is so dang cool.
It's funny. It is said that there is "nothing new under the sun" and we are in these perpetual cycles... And yet... Life never ceases to surprise, for better or worse.
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