Here we go...

Written August 15th-

For the last six months I have been telling people “Oh yeah, I am moving to Montana.” This morning, at 6:48 we pulled out of my drive-way in Birmingham and hit the road to head West. It is actually happening.

Even though for the past week people have been asking me how I am feeling about all of this I really haven’t had an answer. And to be honest I still do not. I am nervous, of course. There is no way I could be moving so far away and no literally no one and not be at least a little bit nervous. But there is also an excitement that balances it out. Excitement about this new adventure. About being brave enough to have the dream of moving and actually doing it. But then there is something else mixed in with those emotions. Something that I cannot quite put a name to.

Maybe it is a feeling of peace with how things are finally turning out. I have spent the last year worrying, stressing, and wondering where my next turn would be. And finally it is here. This is causing me to really reflect on how things always turn out the way they should be. I guess this shows that even though I have doubted, God is still watching out for me. Making sure that I am on the right path and that I continue to grow- in myself and in my faith. There is a side of me that knows that there will be times when I will feel lonely. I will feel excluded because I am so far away from my friends and my family. But I also know that I will be experiencing things that I cannot even imagine. Meeting new people and learning so much. This move is challenging me, but it is also encouraging me to be a better version of myself.

Now, on less of a sentimental side, I have to go back to where I sit currently. In the crowded back seat of a HUGE white truck the U-Haul trailer with all of my belongings trailing behind us. We are an hour and a half down, and twenty-five and a half hours to go. There is sure to be more stories and adventures along the way, so stay tuned…

KR