So we've been official residents of Alabama now for one month. I even got my shiny new Alabama state driver's license this morning. Just what I wanted to do at 7 months pregnant (my Georgia one expired next week on my birthday)! For some reason, even though I am doing pretty good on my weight gain my face is already swollen and my nose is even bigger. YIKES! Suffice it to say, this is not a driver's license picture that I will be showing off! So this morning was one more step towards the reality that Georgia is no longer my home. People keep asking how the transition has been going and how Alabama is, and for the most part I've been answering the token "pretty good." And that has been true until this week. I think I'm finally really beginning to grieve the loss of a place I really loved, as well as friends and family I miss dearly. Add to that the aches and pains of pregnancy along with lovely hormones and sometimes out of control children...it has not been pretty. I'm overwhelmed with all the newness...
New doctors. New home. New school for Samuel. New church. New friends to get to know. New ministry. New town. New reality of not seeing my parents that much. New baby to prepare for.
I used to think I liked change...but I'm realizing it was in the little things like changing decor in my home, rearranging furniture, new seasons, new wardrobes, etc. All this change and newness has caught up with me one month in and I'm not exactly digging it! I'm having to start over with so many new relationships and that is something that does not come easily to me. I love people and cherish friendships...it just seems harder to get close ones the older you get. In Athens, I had friends I could be vulnerable with and who knew me pretty well. I had a doctor I totally trusted and loved and who also knew me really well. We had history, ya know? I also had my parents 50 minutes away. Now, I'm just overwhelmed at having to start over. However, I really am thankful for the way that the Lord has provided many new opportunities to meet other women my age and people in the community who have made us feel so welcome. It really has been a blessing to already have some natural friendships here. I am hopeful that I will one day like (love might be a strong word at this point) Tuscaloosa nearly as much as I loved Athens. I am hopeful that I will have friends who truly know me and a doctor I truly love. I know it's going to take time and I know from the past that times of pain and heartache will eventually bring me great joy.
Would we know that the major chords were sweet,If there was no minor key?Would the painter's work be fair to our eyes,Without shade on land or sea?Would we know the meaning of happiness,Would we feel that the day was bright.If we'd never know what it was to grieve,Nor gazed on the dark of night?
"All the paths of the Lord are steadfast love and faithfulness." Psalm 25:10