I am nosy. Its killing me to find out whether or not my husband has a new job on the West Coast. Yep Oregon. It would be a coming home of sorts since I haven’t lived in Washington since 1993. Wow, twenty years on Superbowl Sunday this year. There are so many questions, places to live, schools, and getting there. Will anyone notice I have a Southern accent now? Do I still make Sweet tea? What if I say “You’all” to my students. Will I teach there or maybe homeschool……my hair is on fire.
I know I should leave this all in God’s hands, but part of me is worried, afraid, and excited. Like jumping out of a plane. Nope my old paratrooper husband would probably disagree on that feeling. I would be near family and old friends again. Would my Mom follow back too eventually?
I remember studying “Manifest Destiny” in college….highly debated. However this theory was looked at… American Values, An Agrarian society(A good farmer I am not), and the destiny to move west and to recreate old world. I am not a imperialist. I don’t think our poor farming skills in our back field will help us. However there are tons of farmers markets in the NW that I can’t wait to frequent. I won’t make any land acquisitions because I don’t know how long my husband will need to work on the coast at this location. While expansion in the west earlier in History may have been forced. I do wish to expand our wings back to the place I feel as home. I was/am a southern implant. People always ask me “You’re not from here are you?” Really? Look at me, my parents are from Puerto Rico and Colorado and I have a great tan… I was not born (Dixie) South of the Mason Dixon Line.
You’ll can guarantee that! I am fixing to get off here and drink some sweet tea and make dinner and I will try not to dwell on our jumbled future. God this is yours. I will give this to prayer during this Lenten Season.
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And that’s all you can do!
And as a mil wife you should already know you’ll walk into a room and say “Hey ya’ll!” (Or you’all if you’ve been to the southern coast line). Pour yourself a glass of sweet tea, drive faster when the sun is out and never own an umbrella. You pick up a little something from everywhere you go and it makes you that much better of a person! As does the waiting. ❤