Moving On: An abstract of emotion.

Tonight I say goodbye to the room I have spent the last 9 years of my life in. This room saw the best and the worst of my high school days, and was the familiar haven when I came home from college. And now, I move to a new one. Moving is a change. Change can be good. But change, when accompanied and caused by things that run much deeper than I'd like to believe, can also be extremely hard. The beginning of a new and completely different way of life begins tomorrow...the road looks long. It seems like there's some tall, dark, mountains that look impossible to cross as well. On the other side though, something new is being created, and it's probably pretty beautiful. One day I'll get there, and it will have been well worth the rough stuff to fully enjoy the good stuff. If ever there was a time that I wished there was a fast forward button to life...it would probably be now. But Someone has a plan for my life...for my family's life. A good plan. Not one to harm us. I have nothing else to lean on or rely on but the Rock that I have built my house on. And when you've got nothing else, He is all you need.