I've heard it said that the only constant thing in life is change. Aint that the truth. After an agonizing day of going back and forth and back and forth...Danny and I decided that the unrest we felt over our new apartment was trying to tell us something. It's funny how when you make decisions as a couple you both want to constantly "check in" with the other one about how they're feeling about it or what they're thinking. I remember feeling embarrassed to tell a mission companion if I was having a bizarre prompting or had a hunch about something that didn't seem logical. I couldn't explain it, therefore I was nervous about admitting it. Then when I brought it up--she'd be thinking the same thing and we'd both chastise ourselves for not just speaking up. That's kind of how things happen between us sometimes. The short story is this: It just wasn't and isn't right. Do we know why? No. Are we OK with our decision? Absolutely. Are we just scared to move out?
NO. Do we feel peaceful? Yes. Will things work out? Yes. Are we frustrated? A little bit.
Our lives are officially a roller coaster.
On a side note, I am burning the candle at both ends and holding on by a thread. I need to sleep for a week straight. Having said that--I'm going to bed. Ciao.
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see you in a couple of weeks!!