Leaving the Past

I leave for Greensboro, NC in less than five months. I almost forget this fact since I am always busy with schoolwork, but it is a reality. A reality that is fast upon me. I will pack up all my belongings and head to a state all by myself. I will leave the town I have called home the last eight years. Friends and an amazing church will be left for the road that is ahead of me. It is such a weird feeling. I know I am doing the right thing, and I have not questioned this decision once. The problem is not wanting to leave.

Waco has been the place where I have "found myself." I have grown more in the last years than I ever thought possible. Waco has been the backdrop for the best and the absolute worst times of my life. Waco is my past, my history. To leave Waco is to leave my past. I will not forget it, but I will have to move on. I will use what I have learned and it will constantly influence me, but I can no longer live there. I must move forward regardless of how scared I am.

What can I say, I love Waco.

Who would have thought

After a year of contemplation, I have decided to try this blog thing. With moving in August, I thought it would be a great way to stay in touch. In addition, there are many thoughts and ideas in my head that I want to get out. I have encouraged many others in their blogging and decided it was time I stop hiding behind others and put myself out there.

Why is the blog called backwards and forwards? There is a quote by Soren Kierkegaard that I love: "Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards."

I am not promising much. Do not expect there always to be proper grammar or spelling. What I can promise are honest and heartfelt posts. So here we go.