The winds are changing.
Something has happened over the last few days. I’m suddenly feeling more like my old self.
For the last seven months, we felt really stagnant. We didn’t have much to focus on or look forward to. So we just did our best to pass the time.
But we aren’t passing the time anymore. We’re actually losing track of it. Days are flying by, and the weeks ahead seem closer than before.
I think this is because we finally have something to put all of our energy into. We are packing up and moving to Texas in two months, and suddenly our worlds have become consumed with planning, house hunting, and researching fun things to do in our new city.
When this opportunity first came up, Brian and I spent a lot of time contemplating if he should go out to Texas for the job interview. We wondered if it was too much to take on so soon after Aria’s passing. We didn’t know if we could handle such a huge life change on top of everything else. We really agonized over the decision, and were so scared of making the wrong choice. We agreed that Brian would just go to the interview, and we would pray for God’s will. And everything just started to unfold from there.
As I look back on that time, I realize that we did exactly what we were supposed to do. This new opportunity was something totally unexpected, and completely out of the blue. Everything happened so seamlessly that I know this was part of the plan.
I know in my heart that this change is going to be really good. For the first time in a very long time, I’m excited. Really genuinely excited. And that feels so, so good.
Part of me wants to interrupt this post with a little pessimism, and go on about how moving is stressful and that I’m scared this joy won’t last, but I won’t. I just want to cling to this moment for as long as I can.