Whole months have passed…
Since I last wrote (on the internet, not my own journal of course) many things have changed. For one, I am sitting under autumn layers of burnt orange jumpers and sweatpants, because I am cold, and back in England. Several months have passed since I caught my flight back to England. Transitioning back is a strange process.
Things I’ve noticed, include the very obvious physical differences, my hair has been a little reluctant to adjust back to life without the glorious sun and humidity that was so good for it, my skin is breaking out and my tan has faded. I’m losing my Caribbean twang (which was very limited to begin with) the lilting lifts, raised pitches, intonations, the pace and energy I got caught up in have fading back into the steady, controlled tones I’m so familiar with.
Some things have carried on, my music tasted have changed, I’m found more often listening to the Afro-Beats that my friends enjoyed so much, there is more gospel playing too, as well as the odd Dancehall song thrown in when I start to really miss Jamaica. I’m more blunt – as though that could even be possible, and I’ve become that annoying person who always uses the phrase ‘when I was in Jamaica….’
My first few months were spent attending various weddings, seeing friends and family, starting driving lessons and attempting to begin my dissertation. Summers are always strange times for me, the beginning is always full of traveling, but then half way through the break I’m left a little restless for something new. Now, thoroughly settled back into my final year of university, I feel as though I’m in this strange half-way house between being a student (which I don’t really feel much of anymore), and that ‘real’ adult life which awaits me in a few months time.
The more I settle back, the more I become aware of how I’ve grown, both in confidence and knowledge of myself and God, which makes me all the more thankful for the last year. It took a good few months to feel settled back into church though, and its only really from this past week that church began to feel more like family again, even though in my head I knew it always was. I’m excited by our vision to share God heart and provision with Birmingham, and could’t ask for a better family to partner with on the journey.