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The past couple of weeks have been really tough on me, but I’ve been a bit of a drama queen about it (if I’m being honest.) A lot of my really close friends have moved from Athens and I have been throwing the Most Epic of Pity Parties.  
 Saturday morning I helped the last of my moving-away-friends pack up their U-Haul and head out of the pretty little city. Holding back tears I hugged them goodbye and said “see ya soon” instead of our usual “see ya tomorrow!” This was especially dramatic considering I’m going to see one of them on Wednesday. I mean, really. DRAMA.  
 In the midst of all of this change… one thing I have been totally blinded to is the new path the Lord has put before me. I have been too busy looking behind me, mourning the U-Hauls as they drive away, to notice the freshly placed ground in front of me.  
 So many new people have moved to town. Maybe this has happened every year I’ve lived here, and I’ve been too preoccupied with my own friends to notice. But here they are, these Athenian Newbies looking for a place to connect and belong… and here’s me: Empty-Nest Syndrome Morgan, looking for folks to invite in.  
 The only natural and logical thing to do was to throw an epic Pancake Brunch (of course) and invite all these folks over to my house. My heart was renewed with joy and purpose and thankfulness to see the 40 something people file in and enjoy my favorite food with some of my other favorite people. Yes– it was for them. But it was also for me and my sad little broken heart. (yeah yeah DRAMA.) 
 I had a conversation recently about community with a friend who recently moved back to Athens. She has moved back to the Classic City from a two-year stint in California and she told me about how she and her roommates out west wanted their home to be a place where people could come and hang out and eat and talk and just… be. That conversation inspired me to get out of my Feeling-Sorry-for-Myself Funk and start making pancakes.  
 So here’s me encouraging you to do the same– open up your house and see the benefits of community! An incredibly wise friend of mine once told me that if you’re ever frustrated or overwhelmed with things in your own life… the best thing to do is to pray for someone else. I think this advice applies to hospitality and friendships as well. So much good can come from flipping pancakes for other people. 

The past couple of weeks have been really tough on me, but I’ve been a bit of a drama queen about it (if I’m being honest.) A lot of my really close friends have moved from Athens and I have been throwing the Most Epic of Pity Parties. 

Saturday morning I helped the last of my moving-away-friends pack up their U-Haul and head out of the pretty little city. Holding back tears I hugged them goodbye and said “see ya soon” instead of our usual “see ya tomorrow!” This was especially dramatic considering I’m going to see one of them on Wednesday. I mean, really. DRAMA. 

In the midst of all of this change… one thing I have been totally blinded to is the new path the Lord has put before me. I have been too busy looking behind me, mourning the U-Hauls as they drive away, to notice the freshly placed ground in front of me. 

So many new people have moved to town. Maybe this has happened every year I’ve lived here, and I’ve been too preoccupied with my own friends to notice. But here they are, these Athenian Newbies looking for a place to connect and belong… and here’s me: Empty-Nest Syndrome Morgan, looking for folks to invite in. 

The only natural and logical thing to do was to throw an epic Pancake Brunch (of course) and invite all these folks over to my house. My heart was renewed with joy and purpose and thankfulness to see the 40 something people file in and enjoy my favorite food with some of my other favorite people. Yes– it was for them. But it was also for me and my sad little broken heart. (yeah yeah DRAMA.)

I had a conversation recently about community with a friend who recently moved back to Athens. She has moved back to the Classic City from a two-year stint in California and she told me about how she and her roommates out west wanted their home to be a place where people could come and hang out and eat and talk and just… be. That conversation inspired me to get out of my Feeling-Sorry-for-Myself Funk and start making pancakes. 

So here’s me encouraging you to do the same– open up your house and see the benefits of community! An incredibly wise friend of mine once told me that if you’re ever frustrated or overwhelmed with things in your own life… the best thing to do is to pray for someone else. I think this advice applies to hospitality and friendships as well. So much good can come from flipping pancakes for other people. 

morgan cogswell