This is me pathetically lying in the empty space left by my bed…
Moving out is harder than I thought. My empty room that is about to be filled with someone else's stuff is straight up depressing. A lot of life has happened in this place. I've spent the last year and a half living with these girls and they've become like a second family. Plus, since college started, 2 and a half years ago, I have lived in 5 different bedrooms and this one has been my favorite. Not because it was the cutest (that goes to my new room at my parent's house), but because I grew so much here. Living with 4 amazing girls (plus Jack and Ami) who constantly push me towards Christ in everything we do has been a crazy experience. I have watched every single one of them change for the better this year. I know I'll still be here all of the time, but it won't be the same. I may be too nostalgic for my own good.
Anyway, here's to the first real, life-changing evidence that the race is happening in only 6 short months. Driving almost an hour to get to school, church, or to hang out with my friends may not be ideal, but I chose this. I chose this, because God chose the World Race for me and moving home is part of that. Change always scares me, but like Ami told me today: life is like an ocean- the waves and changing of tides are what make it beautiful. If life were stagnant and ever the same, it wouldn't be exciting at all.
And living at home will be good. I will get the opportunity to spend a ton of time with my family before I leave laughing like crazy with my momma doing puzzles, cuddling with my sissy, giving my Pops lots of hugs, interrupting brother's video games to talk to him, and playing with my pup. I am excited to see what this semester brings.
Maybe having so many homes in such a short amount of time is getting me ready for having 11 more in one year. That, I am excited for!
(This is my future bedroom that my parents got me for Christmas!!!)
