Alternate title: Be careful what you pray for.
I’m moving to San Francisco. I was offered a job there I couldn’t pass up.
The next few weeks are going to be very difficult, trying to pack up a life I’ve lived for ten years, saying goodbye to people that mean a great deal to me. I’ve had amazing friends, church and community during my time here, and I’ve never taken that for granted. I never will.
Already, I’m scared, emotional, sad, reflective, hesitant and excited. A whirlwind of emotions. I’m sure I will be stressed and pulled thin—like carnival taffy—trying to work out hundreds of details. But I’m also energized. I’m focused and driven, and alive. Right where I need to be.
It’s a door that opened, and I’m sprinting through it.