Dec 13 2008
Suburbia
I’m going to a party involving wine, cheese, and chocolate. I am excited about this. At the same time, I’m wondering why I’m excited about it. It feels so, so. . .suburban. If I had three kids and a house, it would definitely be suburban.
I guess to get out of the house at all and bond with other humans is a worthy pursuit of time and energy. I am blessed to have people around me that actually want to have me bond with them. I think I’ve been more socially active in the last few months of living here in Colorado than I have in the last couple of years since I returned from grad school.
I don’t like wine, though. I do like cheese. I am going for the food. Socializing is usually not my forte in large, group situations such as this. I think I’m just going to eat crackers and cheese.
When I think about this and I think about the 19 year-old in church who asked us to pray for the family and friends of a 27 year-old homeless friend of his who was found frozen to death this week, I do wonder about wine, cheese, and chocolate parties.
Life goes on. It has to. But how do you balance life in one world and life in another? Do you just live in one and ignore the other? Some of us are blessed enough to live in a world where we can actually make a choice to balance one with the other, and we’re not stuck in one with no hope of ever experiencing a life of choice and plenty. Some of us suburbanites totally live in the other, by choice.
