I feel like I am in the right place at the right time but am absolutely clueless to why I feel that way. Serving for a year in New Orleans feels so right to me, on several different levels. It's achieving many of the goals I have set for myself - getting out on my own, leaving the northeast, serving an area in need and reconnecting with my faith. However, the million dollar question still echoes - why do I feel like a chicken with its head cut off? Aimlessly wandering, trying to act like I know what I'm doing and why I'm here. The answer is not tangible, not something I could point my finger too but just a feeling I have that I am supposed to be doing this. I'm beginning to think the uneasiness that I feel is part of the journey - everything only makes sense when it's all over and I can look back, laughing at just how clueless I really was. Asking myself, what was I so worried about again?
My family is the best and I miss being all together very much! |
I am really trying to embrace and enjoy this ride to the fullest. I miss my friends, I miss my family, I miss the northeast but I'm beginning to see that being on my own isn't so bad. Because after all, the start of great things begin at the end of your comfort zone.
Lesson from the Journey: Just go with your gut.
That... is the most stellar family picture I may ever have seen. I like your people.
ReplyDeleteBut more importantly, thanks for being brave and sharing this. You rock. You're doing a great job in NO, and if there is anything we/I can do to ease the transition out of the comfort zone... holla.