The end is near. . .

My days of being Program Director at Crooked Creek are numbered. I have my work days and remaining vacation days all mapped out. I can count the number of programs left on one hand. I have my final to-do list to do. Most of the things I do at work will be the last time I do them. At home, I make packing lists and piles of things to get rid of. I’ve started putting my stuff up for sale on the classifieds and think about what else I can give away. The end of my life as I currently know it is quickly wrapping up.

However.

A new start is near! In just over a month, I will be living in a new house, a new city, a new state and a new part of the U.S. Life will look nothing like it does now. But I am excited! I am looking forward to getting to know new people, a new way of life and a new way of doing things. I am excited about being a part of a community, rather than facilitating it. I can already tell that my new housemates and I are going to be friends. I can just tell. J

However.

I am nervous. It’s been a long time since I was 18 years old, getting ready to move to a new place with new people. I wish I would be over this by now, but the same worries keep going through my head.

· Will they like me?

· Will I fit in?

· Will I have enough “me time”?

· Will I be happy?

· What if I’m not good at my new job?

· What if I do something stupid?

· What if, what if, what if. . .

One advantage I have in my corner this time that I didn’t when I was 18 is the truth that I’ve done it before and can therefore do it again. I know that I can adapt into a new community. I know that I can make friends. I know that I can learn how to do a new job. I know that I can find happiness wherever I am and in whomever I’m with. I know, because I’ve done it before. I don’t have to rely on faith to know that God has prepared a way for me, I already know.