I was thinking today how weird it feels to be moving...again. I have moved so much since I left Pensacola 10 years ago. Wow...I can't believe it's been 10 years!! For some reason this move seems different. I'm having a harder time reconciling myself to the move, which is a bit odd since it was my decision. So I thought about this today. Why is this move any different from the rest? I left home at 18 to start college in Orlando. Then I left UCF in 2004 for graduate school. I moved away from Columbia, SC and headed to WPB 4 years ago to start my first "real" job. And now I'm leaving WPB to pursue the future God has chosen for me...whatever that may be. Do you see the break in the pattern? Every move up until this one was expected, anticipated, "normal". This one literally came out of left field and considering the circumstances could be considered anything buty "normal". This is the first time I've made a decision to move that wasn't based on what would be considered "the next logical step". This is the very first time in my life I'm basically walking away from what is safe, predictable, "normal" and instead trying something that doesn't fall in any plan I ever had. I guess that's why it's different. This move wasn't really expected. I haven't really mentally prepared myself for this one like I did the others. And this time I am the only one moving. Almost every other time several people left whereever I was at the same time...generally because we had graduated from whatever school we were in at the time. This time, well this time it's just me. It was my decision. Not based on the end of anything, at least not a "set" end. I don't even know if any of this makes sense to anyone but me. But at least I have identified why this one is so different. Interesting....well, at least it is to me! ;)
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