As you know, I've moved to another state. Far, far away from family, friends, my granddaughter (she arrives in early June!) and my Granny. I'm trying to stay positive and keeping my eyes focused on the good things about being here, like: I have a wonderful husband, Kendra and Kolby love it here, Kendra is cheering on Varsity, has her first boyfriend and refuses to leave until she graduates (next May!). Kolby is popular with everyone, playing basketball, cheerleading and now managing track. She's simply amazing. George has a great job that most of the time, he enjoys.
Me? Well, my new job is awesome. I love being a part of something that is actually making a difference in the lives of others. I have a great staff and I enjoy coming to work everyday. We have a beautiful home, great neighbors and our marriage is better than I could have ever imagined marriage to be, based on my past experiences.
But, I do miss "home". It's not that I don't understand that home is where your heart is, it's just that I miss so many things that I took for granted. I miss driving to Granny's house anytime I wanted to visit and just hang out with her. I miss getting in my car and going to the beach, the mountains or to see the girl's in Nashville. Or taking a 9 hour trip to Orlando to see Mom and Brenda for a long weekend. I felt closer to everyone when I was on the East Coast. Now, I sometimes feel like I'm on another continent.
But, I will say this. Living here these past 9 months has been great for George, Kendra, Kolby and I to establish our new family. We have not only grown closer, but have gotten to really know and enjoy eachother's company. We seem to have true balance in our lives.
God knew that George was on his way into my life. He also knew that George would be getting transferred and there's no doubt in my mind that the Lord knew exactly what He was doing when He sent us here. We needed this time away from everyone, even if it hasn't been easy for me. Although there are so many things I miss, I know this is just for a time.
The Lord knows the desires of my heart. He's never let me down before. So, I'm counting the blessings that I have here, and trying not to just focus on the ones that I feel I'm missing.
So, until the day comes when we are headed back East (and in the name of Jesus, that day will come!), I'm going to do my part to trust Him with all my heart and rest in the fact that this is only temporary.
My marriage, my family, my friends, my relationship with my Savior? Now, those are permanent.
