Change. It’s in the air.

Most of my life as I now know it is about to surge into the strange/awkward/uncomfortable stage of transition. Eww.

I’ve always been a person who likes to be comfortable. No matter what it is…clothes, new food, what to do on the weekend…I like to stick with what I know. I hate the squirmy-ness of things “different.” But, now I have no choice!

So: an update

Denzil is planning on going to graduate school, but he wanted to take a year off to work before he jumped right into studying again. Therefore, we have over a year between now and September 2012 to (hopefully) make some mulah and get settled.

Denzil will be finished with student teaching this Thursday and I finished school in April. We therefore get kicked out of our apartment on June 2^nd! Because we knew this was coming we have been getting ready as best we could…applying for jobs, trying to get Denzil’s immigration papers in order…but time caught up with us and we haven’t had any job offers and his work permit has yet to make an appearance in our mailbox.

After much deliberation/prayer/talking/prayer/phone calls/prayer…we decided that our best option was to go home to Oregon for a bit and from there decide what our next move will be. We felt confident in this decision and we feel good in knowing that we didn’t make it alone, as Heavenly Father helped us along the way. We were also grateful that my parents were willing to let us stay for a little while.

While we are in Oregon Denzil will apply to jobs all over the place (and wait for his work permit), and we’ll take care of my little sister and the house while mom goes to visit her sister in New Mexico who has been very seriously ill (insert sad face here). We also hope to take advantage of my Dad’s expertise in picking out cheap reliable cars while also getting other odds and ends tied up (such as switching banks, changing my last name….).

All of this sounds fine on paper (or screen…) but all it really adds up to is the fact that we still don’t know where we’ll be in the very near future! While this idea may have freaked me out a couple of years ago…I feel very happy to say that while it is a little scary, I feel ok. Yes, change is hard for me, but a little over a year ago I made a very wise decision. I married a man who has agreed to walk beside me through this life. I married a man who is comfortable with change, and whose reassurance calms my worried mind. I feel as though making these decisions has brought us closer together. Denzil has kissed more salty tears off my cheeks in the past few weeks than he has needed to in a long time, and I love him for it. As I strive to grow closer to my Heavenly Father I feel as though I am growing closer to my husband. He is answering my prayers through the man I adore, and I couldn’t be more grateful.

Change is certainly coming, but as my husband says:

“We are learning to find joy in the unknown.”

So, dear future...you can quit trying to freak me out and make me crazy. The peace I feel from my Heavenly Father and the love I feel from my husband is helping me to see that I have no need to worry.

Everything will be just fine :)