Here we go

Good Bye...

To you room. You have been good to me, at first it was strange, you were so unfamiliar, but as time went on, as I climbed the stairs walked down the hall and opened your door, you became home to me. You have been a good room. Thank you.

Thank you for letting me cry all over your carpet, thank you for being squishy so when I fell to my knees you cushioned my fall. Thank you for having the most amazing breeze at night as I tried to fall asleep but was up thinking...

Thank you for being a good room. I'll miss you.

This is my whole life in boxes. I must say I have gotten good at packing, I packed my life up in just 3 hours... I am moving. I found another room to rent that is closer to my work which will save me money on gas, and the rent is cheaper which is great for me! Starbucks barely cuts it for me...

I am not where I want to be. I miss him. I want him to be here, I want to get through this with him... but I cannot change him. He is somewhere, doing something... So, I am here... I am learning and growing, changing and embracing struggle, embracing growth, embracing my faults, admitting my weakness, facing my fears, and holding tight to the hand of my God, my loving God who has got me so tight in His hands.

So, even though I am scared, and I am not where I want to be, I know I am exactly where He would have me be! I have to have risky faith, not just hearing the God's word and saying I believe it, but actually living it. trusting it. following it and Him.

rest in His arms.

I will always remember this part of my life, though I wish I could've avoided it completely, I have never been more in love with my savior. He has scooped me up. and He is healing my heart.