What a week it has been. My life took a major turn this week and I am now busier because of it for the next 2 months. Through a series of (un)fortunate events I am yet again making a big move in my life, and going back to Alabama where I did most of my growing up. Buckle in.
My folks own the land and home that I grew up in, and were renting it out to a friend of my dad’s. Well things happened and that man is no longer alive. Now my folks were left to decide what to do with the home that I grew up in.
Let’s side track for a moment. Mom and dad have been declining in health the last few years and I have wanted to go home to be closer to them just in case. The situation just never seemed right. I had too much going on and it would have been too much of a challenge to move back. Now back to the story.
I was offered that if I moved back home that I could live in the home I grew up in, and not just live there but own it and the land it is on. This is a hard thing to turn down. Now where I am now I have a great job, a military job, and school full time. Not so easy to walk away from. A lot of things would need to fall into place for this to work. So I decided to just look around and see what my options were. I found a lot of good things.
Fast forward about 12 hours from then and I have figured out a new unit to transfer to, a new school to transfer to, and a new job to transfer to. This just seems to simple for something that should be extremely complicated.
My new military unit is a short 6 hour drive away, not bad since I only have to do it once a month. Not only did that work out nicely, but that unit is only 45 minutes from my nephew. Yes, the one that Bama hardly lets me talk to and I have not seen in almost 2 years. So if I can get her to stop being such a bitch, I could potentially see him often. The school I found is very similar to the school I am in now. Not only that but it is on the same schedule as my current school, and after talking to them and starting the transfer process, I will not miss any time. This all seems to easy.
I spoke with my boss at work about moving and have already started the ball rolling of transferring to a new site back home. Everything seems to be lined up perfectly. I am now just waiting for the bombshell to come down.
Everybody that really knows me knows that I am a religious man. To those on the outside I may seem like the opposite, but that’s just who I am. Yes I have the mouth of a drunken sailor, and the sense of humor of an atheist, but I know God, I love God, and I know what he is capable of. This whole move just seems too right, and that’s how I know it is a God thing. I have seriously been wondering and planning how to move back to bama over the last 6 or so months. Never really prayed about it though, but that big dude knows what’s on your mind; you don’t have to say anything. This starts to roll into a new topic.
Why is he making this happen? Over the last 2 years I lost a ton of faith in him, not completely, but a lot. I started to get some back while I was playing guitar in church and spending time around a church family, but after starting this new job that went away as well. And even with everything that fell into place I still do not have much faith that this move will go off as smoothly as expected. I need a good amount of money to move across the country and not real sure that I will have it. I think he made this happen because he knows this is the only way that I will put a bit of focus on him. I was always closest with him when I as in Alabama.
I look forward to being back home and I know that this is probably the last fresh start I will get in my life. I need to make sure this one counts. I made a choice recently to grab my life by the nuts and take what I want, and put myself where I want to be, not to take no for an answer, and make my life better than it is. This seems to be a leap in that direction.
Here is to my last beginning – The Meat Hammer
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