Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Iktsuarpok. [its a real word]

We all know there are some words in different languages that just don't translate well into our [ever-so-elegant] english language.  Communication theorists believe and have proof that not only does culture effect language, but language effects culture.
Take the Hopi Indian for example.  They have very few personal pronouns [those words like: my, mine, yours, hers, his].  But that's not the interesting part.... the interesting part comes after when you look at their culture.  Their culture is very communal, and they view everything in their village as belonging to the village......Isn't it funny then, how their language doesn't have any personal pronouns? Coincidence? I THINK NOT.

Anyway... that's a little background information about language, and how it influences culture.
We have some pretty boring words in English, and I think we miss some important feelings. Like this word in inuit.

We don't have a word for it in English, but we should.

The kind of feeling that makes you look at the door every time it opens, in hopes that your favorite person in the world might be coming to surprise you that day.

The kind of feeling that makes you suspicious every time he all of a sudden stops responding to your text messages, and you automatically think it's because he MUST be on a plane coming to visit you, and not that he just ran into an old friend.

That's all I have to say about that.

Love, 
 

Sunday, September 1, 2013

One year ago.

A year ago today, I could never have guessed where this year would take me. 
One year ago today, I was a junior at Geneseo, I had just spent my summer with hundreds of children at a summer camp, and I was getting ready to fly out to Oregon to meet Taylor for the first time, after having spoken to him online (through whatever mode of communication we could use) for a year.  
This year I've changed.  Yes, it's expected, but it's still so surprising and awe-inspiring when all those changes are piled up together in one blog post.  
This year, I actually got engaged to that guy with the really cute freckles that I finally met in person last year.  I spent my summer in Oregon, with the love of my life, building our relationship together.  I joined a sorority that will change the way Greek life is viewed on this campus, and God has revealed himself to me in so many special ways.  

I left Oregon on August 20th, and it has been 11 days so far.  Being apart sucks.  I've spent numerous nights since I left, crying myself to sleep, because I knew that when I woke up in the morning, Taylor wouldn't be on his way to pick me up, and I wouldn't be able to hug him, and just talk to him on our way to work.  

I flew home, and arrived at 5:30 am.  Then I slept for a couple hours, then later that day I had to go wedding venue shopping... because shopping for a venue from 3000 miles away never works out the way we all want it to.  I saw 4 venues that day, and got home that night extremely discouraged.  The next day I researched close to 80 different venues online, and went to bed with a list of venues to visit the next day.  I visited the next day, and fell in love.  I called Taylor, and sent him a couple pictures saying "we found our venue!!!!!" Call off the search dogs, we did it!

Then I celebrated my best friend's birthday, and the next morning, packed and left for school.  Got to school, said so many thank you's, and "ohmygosh I KNOW"s and even more explaining about our relationship in general.  But the good thing was that I had an answer when people asked about the date, and the venue, because THAT PART- the venue and date- the most important planning item ever, was decided.

But no.
WHY?
Because: service charges
Thank you very much.

Point being: we are still in the market for a venue, and it's sad.

Notice this blog/journal/Ijustwanttowritesomething says absolutely nothing about school, classes, InterVarsity, AST, or any of my OTHER really important responsibilities... so take a moment of silence for those things' priorities on my life list.

That's it. I have things to do!

Love,