This is my home. Most of my family lives within 30 minutes of me. Everything I know is here. I got my dream job out of college as a second grade teacher. So the decision to move has been extremely difficult. I am an extremely sentimental person and every little thing, like walking upstairs and realizing that my bedroom won’t be my bedroom anymore, has made for some rough nights. Last Thursday night, I had a complete panic attack, audible sobbing and all. My cries were so loud, Sunny, our dog, came running downstairs and started licking my face! I really thought I couldn’t do this. There was no way I was going to leave my family, my home and my life.
The next day, though, completely changed my life.
I had just given my students some free time because it was Friday afternoon right before they headed off to gym class. One of my students brought me a picture that he drew. When I saw the picture, I was stunned. I looked at it, and then looked at him. He looked me directly in the eyes, smiled, nodded, then walked away. On the picture was the word “Tennesee” and a picture of a mountain and a goat.
Not sure what the mountain and the goat stand for, but nonetheless I knew that God was speaking to me. The craziest part is that I have never mentioned Tennessee in my class and we aren’t even doing anything with geography! It’s funny how we think we are in control. It was an incredible moment and it completely set my fears at ease. Of course I am still extremely sad, but I really believe that God wants us there. Now to actually start this process of selling our house, finding jobs, finding a new house, saying goodbye…I’m exhausted already…