Thursday, November 4, 2010

Back up for another breath


Dark greens and blues, some black and bright whites, I can kinda say that’s how this past year or so has felt for me but it doesn’t help that I have Radiohead live in Japan playing in the background as I’m writing this either.

Can I say I’m back if I never really left? Can I say I’m here if I was really never there? Well, lets not get to silly and let's get back to why these words are here to be read. I’ve been away and life has kept close in the fore front. I was reading my last entry and wow, so much has changed. Since the last post Misty and I have been blessed with a handsome boy who most know as “C3”. He has his daddy's and “Pop Pop's” name Carnell III. Calling him C3 is much easier and less confusing than Misty just saying Carnell and we both are looking to answering her.

Also in my last posting I had just gotten back from our first high school trip to Lake Nacimiento and what a success that trip had been. So, for the 09 trip there where big expectations and dreams of fun, water and an eagerness to see God through the eyes of a gifted speaker and us leaders doing a morning devo. As I’m writing this part, I’m stumbling for what words to put down. I want to say that God showed himself at the start but the uneasy part of that reality is that we lost a leader to a drowning in the first hour of the students getting to the lake. That leader was our guest speaker. It was several years ago on our yearly summer trip that I came to the reality of losing my Mom and now this............ I’m still dealing with this loss in ways I never thought where in me and it’s scary and uncomfortable. So was God there, of course and we made it through that as a family but this has left a mark on us all.

Another big change was my employment at Viking Commercial Construction. By April 09 business had slowed and I found myself looking at things a little different then the others on the other side of the table. Needless to say I was laid off. Side note, so many people told me to never go to work for friends....... never again. As always, my lack of faith slapped me in the face like a cold wet fish and it was stinky and weird. I was only out of work for a week and a half when a friend called me and told me about a job opening as a civilian contractor working at an squadron that I was stationed at when I was in the Navy. 2 years later I’m the team lead for my shop and have a rad group of guys that I work with. BTW.... I'm back in the Navy too.... We will talk about that at a later date.

So ya there has been what I call big news in my life and still I’m finding things that I thought where once left. Friends, walks, surf and even flying. I hope I’m back because I enjoy writing and putting my thoughts down. I’m looking forward to sharing more and start coming back out of this shell I retreated to.

I have so much more to write and update but this is it for tonight. Please stick around for more.

Good night friends