I feel as though I have been in a holding pattern when it comes to Denver. I have done as much as I can for the time being, but have needed to just wait until the right time to finish taking care of the details. It feels as though things are slowly starting to pick back up again.
I just told my boss last week what my last day would be. That was a conversation I was dreading for months before it actually took place. Bless the man for choosing to be happy for me and support this decision. All while affirming my time here the last (almost) 2 years. This has also been wonderful because now I have the freedom to tell my coworkers where I am going and what I plan to do. It has been so encouraging to hear them affirm this next step as well.
I just worked out my class schedule (I think) and am geeking out about getting to be a student again. I am sure it won't be long until the day I am bemoaning papers and being cooped up in a library, but for now I am nearly giddy at just reading the class descriptions. Some of you reading this can guess what I am going to say next... I finally get to go school supply shopping again!!! I have missed that dearly each August while wandering the aisles of Target. Now I will have a legitimate reason to buy new pens and crisp notebooks. Yes, I am a nerd. And, I love it!
All of the financial stuff comes through in the next few days/weeks. There are several major changes as far as financial aid goes, but April is the month that they're supposed to send us all of the information. I applied for a few scholarships. God knows what I have need of, so I wait patiently to see what happens with that.
My one unknown right now is finding an apt. I like to think that if I was closer to Denver, it would be so much easier (control, control, control) instead of just trusting that it will all be just fine. I know that the Lord has it all taken care of. I just need to rest in that it will all work out and I can’t add to that by worrying or stressing about finding the perfect place. He knows what I have need of and I need to start living like I truly believe that.
Perhaps things all feel like they are coming together because of spring's arrival. It makes such an enormous impact on my whole being when the winter is gone and spring and newness and warmth have finally won! Perhaps that's propelled me to look forward.
That and my dad calls me the two digit midget. It's a term from his army days. He told me that when the days you have left to serve overseas reach double digits, they call you a two digit midget and everyone goes out to celebrate.
I am just 83 days (and counting) away from the big move to Denver. I am sure that it will seem like the time passes in just one blink. There is so much I want to do in this blessed city and experience with my cherished friends before my exit date arrives... How to fit it all in and find time for solitude and rest?!
Prayers appreciated through the next 3 months and beyond.
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