The title of this post is actually the title of an old Harry Chapin song I have always loved. No matter what paths we take, how crooked they are, we tend to come back around to those things that matter most.
Before I left for New York back in July, I gave up my apartment, thinking I would not be back. It was bittersweet, because although I was excited to be moving home, I truly loved my apartment. In the mornings I’d look out the back window and see ducks, Canada geese, and the occasional otters swimming in the pond behind my home. The management was great, repairs were done with lightning speed and the place had a great mix of people – ethnicities, ages, singles and families. I was happy there.
So here’s the circle of life part. Ya thought I’d forgotten, didn’t ya?
I have been looking online to see what prices apartments there have been going for lately, since I’ll need an apartment in another month or so. Sunday evening I checked out the apartment complex website and saw a 2 bedroom, 2 bath first floor which will be open in November for only a few dollars more than I paid per month last year. Low and behold! It’s MY OLD APARTMENT!!
I bopped right over there yesterday, spoke with the manager, and he’s going to try to get the apartment for me for LESS than I paid last year. Can you see why I like that place? And my very same apartment, which is in the best spot in the complex?? God is good and He’s moving me in a circle.