time flies...
Last week marked the one year anniversary of my move to California. I thought it would have been a much bigger milestone, but the day actually came and went almost unnoticed. A fifteen page term paper was occupying the majority of my attention, while the rest was simply spent on the day-to-day issues of life. Yesterday, as I was lounging on what is arguably the most beautiful beach in Malibu, I had a little time to process the significance of this event.
I remember a year ago, with much more fear than almost anyone knew, I left my home and headed out into the great unknown (turns out it was just Arizona, but luckily I made it through to California). At the time, there were way more questions in my life than there were answers. Would I like California? Would I be able to cut it in grad school? Would I find a job? Would I make any friends? Would I like living by myself? Turns out the answer to all of these questions was yes. While the road was not always an easy one, now that I am on the other side of these uncertainties, it is hard to remember what my starting point looked like.
A year ago I was unable to imagine what the next twelve months were going to bring me. I know for a fact that I would have never pictured my life looking the way it does now, something for which I am immensely grateful. Because of this I am incredibly excited for what the next twelve months will bring. I don’t know where I will be at this time next year, but I have faith that it will be better than anything I could expect.
I remember a year ago, with much more fear than almost anyone knew, I left my home and headed out into the great unknown (turns out it was just Arizona, but luckily I made it through to California). At the time, there were way more questions in my life than there were answers. Would I like California? Would I be able to cut it in grad school? Would I find a job? Would I make any friends? Would I like living by myself? Turns out the answer to all of these questions was yes. While the road was not always an easy one, now that I am on the other side of these uncertainties, it is hard to remember what my starting point looked like.
A year ago I was unable to imagine what the next twelve months were going to bring me. I know for a fact that I would have never pictured my life looking the way it does now, something for which I am immensely grateful. Because of this I am incredibly excited for what the next twelve months will bring. I don’t know where I will be at this time next year, but I have faith that it will be better than anything I could expect.
4 Comments:
LOVE the pic from your apartment!!! The last 12 months have been good to you and I'm praying the next 12 will be EVEN BETTER!
Love you like no other -
I also love that picture. That's an awesome angle. You're so creative :o) The next 12 will be awesome!!
Love you!
hmmm...that scene DOES look familiar for some reason ;)
Fantastic reflection and such truth in God drawing the curtain on what's in store in His surprising timing so as to make it better than our lil' heads can foresee...I'll touch base with you on my "better than expecteds" this time next year, eh? We can do coffee and make it a joint affair! ;)
a hearty "amen" to that last paragraph. i'm so glad that i met you, wendy! and that we're neighbors now. here's to many more months of television and jibber-jabbering and, hopefully, fun british professors :)
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