Moving In (Literally) Into a New Season

These past few months have been the hardest months of my life in a long time.  I’m not going to go into detail about it just yet, as it is another blog post all on its own.  However, one week from tomorrow, I move into a new apartment. As anyone in Los Angeles, there is no way in hell that I can afford an apartment all on my own, but I feel like this move is a huge step for me.  I will, for the first time in the two and a half years that I have lived here in Los Angeles, have a place that I can call mine.

There are many emotions that go with this however.   Excited.  Nervous. Overwhelmed.  Scared shitless.  Just to name a few emotions.  It is all a roller coaster.

It has made me think about the two and a half years that I have lived here and how much things have changed, how much I have changed, as well as how thankful that I have a city that I call home even if it is crazy 99.9% of the time.  I have a tribe that I have chosen that I can go to.  I have never felt so comfortably uncomfortable and I wouldn’t change it for the world.

Do I have all the answers on how things are going to go?  Nope.  Am I taking a leap of faith and trust when it comes to all the responsibilities that come with moving?  Absolutely.  Would I want it any other way?  Hell no.  I do know one thing though, God will help me through it.  I mean this apartment is a huge blessing and he totally opened the doors for my roommate and I to get this place, so I know that because he made sure we got it, He’s not going to leave me hanging.

I obviously have a lot to fill people in on, but there just hasn’t been a lot of time to do that.  Hopefully in the next few weeks I can get it all out on the screen and type it out.  I forgot how therapeutic blogging and writing can be.  I missed it.  Until then, enjoy my obsession of posting Instagram photos!

 

 

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