18 Apr New Places, New Faces
“Since you are my rock and my fortress, for the sake of your name lead and guide me.”
Psalm 31:3 NIV
Two weeks before our wedding, Jason and I held the keys to our very own house. We were young homeowners, ready to tackle it all on. It was a very exciting time. Little did we know, 8 years would pass before we had to say “Goodbye” to the only home we knew and move over 1,000 miles away. I’ll never forget the last day I spent in that house. I had finished cleaning up the kitchen, went into my car and refused to look back. I didn’t dare re-enter. I didn’t think I could keep my emotions in check. As I type these words, the tears I held in that day, almost 2 years ago, escape me. So many memories were created in that house…
The day I entered my new home, I walked into the living and dining areas already set up and situated. My husband had arrived a few hours before and wanted to make this new place feel a bit more like “home” for when I arrived. You see, that was the first time I laid eyes on our new home. Jason had been the one who flew down to see the place and sign the papers. Except for the pictures seen online, I had no idea what awaited me.
After that exhausting drive and move, I just wanted to eat and go to bed. I’ll never forget the next morning. I willed myself to keep my eyes closed. I kept picturing my old bedroom and its layout. I imagined I was back “home”, about to open my eyes and get the day rolling. But, I knew once I opened my eyes, reality would set in. It did. And so did the tears.
My idea of the next 30 years of my life had been changed drastically when God prompted us to move away. It’s easy to follow His leading when it feels good and you’re on board with the decision. But, it is difficult to say, “Yes” when the path He wants you to take is the very one you would rather not. This move was not a “dream come true”. It was bittersweet, with more of the bitter than the sweet. I moved out of obedience and nothing more. I tried to get out of it and have my way, but I also knew and had to relent to His perfect plan.
I was raised up North for 25 years. With all that time, I was able to establish lifelong friendships and meet some amazing people in my life. Having moved to a new place, I’ve realized that making friends is not easy; it’s not like childhood, where you can make friendships easily by sharing a cookie together. Maybe it’s because as adults, we’ve been hit by life, and the innocence once held as a child is replaced with caution and wariness. I don’t know. What I do know is that time helps. I’ve been able to maintain my friendships with cherished ones up North and am slowly connecting and establishing new friendships down here. I guess I’m getting the best of both worlds. Huh. That’s a way to look at this journey. The best all around.
Relocating is probably one of the top most difficult decisions I have ever made. I can now empathize more with those whom have to relocate every so often due to work, military transfers or other reasons. It’s not easy. So, I have to recommend an amazing book that was sent to me by a beautiful angel. If you’re in a season where you will be relocating or have done so already, please check out this book. It was a great help for me to grieve what I left behind, but also to keep in mind to move forward and not get stuck.