It’s funny, when I was in Salt Lake City waiting to board my Seattle flight I got a phone call that was the beginning of the feeling that “things are going to be different when I get home.” This suspicion emerged that there might be a line drawn on the trip to Utah. The way things were before my trip. And the way things were after my trip. And the more time that is placed between the current date and the day I returned, the more I realize my intuition was right.
This time last year I wrote a blog post that was never shared. I quote:
“Change is inevitable.
It’s so creepingly . . . lurking? I can just feel it. There is some kind of change brewing and I have no idea what it is, but I hear it in the corners of my mind and on the heels of my footsteps, hiding behind five corners away and silently giggling as I wait to find it. Maybe it’s because my lease is up in two months and I’m thinking I might need to find a new abode. Or maybe it’s because for the first time in two years I’ve actually considered what it might be like to have a roommate again? Or maybe it’s simply because I’m trying out some new hobbies and feeling inspiration for writing. Heck, maybe it’s just that new car that I know I’m inevitably buying. Or maybe it’s nothing at all and the simple whisper of a possible change is going to cause me to create one all my own.
All I know without plausible doubt, fear or hesitation is that whatever changes or surprises come my way–God’s got my back and I’m going to be OK. I’m taken care of.”
Who knew a month later just how much life would change with a new car, a new apartment and a new relationship status.
I have a similar feeling this month; and again I have no idea what it is. Maybe I’m responding to a lot of external changes that I’m watching unfold–but regardless the feeling is there. And again, I’m thankful, that I know I’m going to be just fine. Sometimes it’s just a little disarming.
Repeat to yourself, “Change is good. Change is good.”
actually on the line 