Six months ago today I got on a plane and flew to Boston, MA. I remember flying in over the ocean (the planes go out over the ocean to be able to lower into the airport) and thinking how pretty and neat everything looked. I described my feelings that day as "jumping off a cliff." I didn't know what would happen because it was a blind jump. During those first few weeks, I promised myself and others that, if at all possible, I would do this for at least 6 months--and see from there.
There were plenty of moments, days, even weeks of pain and doubt. But overall, kind hands and hearts have cared for me each step of the way these months. And greatest of all, the Lord has supported me. All of my needs have been met, meticulously. They've been growing months. Growing.
And I am happy to report that Boston feels like home now. I'm learning to love it and it's where I belong right now. What a happy feeling. Now 6 months feel like just a preface. They've been very, very good, but certainly, the best is yet to come!
5 comments:
Yay! You are very brave. Your optimism and faith are admirable. The best truly is yet to come. Love you!
You have such a positive outlook! I learn so much from you and am so grateful for you! Glad to hear you're doing well - we're doing good on this side of the country too :)Love ya!
I'm pleased to hear that you feel comfortable and that you have such a wonderful outlook!
You're an amazing person, I can't wait to see what Heavenly Father has in store for you!! Love you! :)
Glad to hear it feels like home. :) Enjoy it. :) ~Sherilyn
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