Beautifully written and very relateable. I love the last lines: "We were there to hear from God. It turns out His voice is everywhere, but I had to leave to find my own."
This was my childhood and early adulthood, as well. I am “long time gone” from those days, and don’t miss the constraints that bound up my life then. Even as I daily celebrate my new horizons, I don’t resent this odd, cultish history. Thanks for this evocative reminder.
Beautifully written and very relateable. I love the last lines: "We were there to hear from God. It turns out His voice is everywhere, but I had to leave to find my own."
This was my childhood and early adulthood, as well. I am “long time gone” from those days, and don’t miss the constraints that bound up my life then. Even as I daily celebrate my new horizons, I don’t resent this odd, cultish history. Thanks for this evocative reminder.
Thank you for sharing your convention memories. Your writing is evocative and I was transported to that familiar place.