My 7th grade math teacher and 8th grade homeroom teacher, Mr George Molesky, used to start every single day by telling us “Today is the first day of the rest of your life.”
He wasn’t wrong- every single day is the first day of the rest of your life. While technically that is true every single day, some days feel more like “first days” than others. Tomorrow will arguably be one of those days for me. As I mentioned, Friday was my last day at FedEx.
Tomorrow I’ll wake up in The Sunshine State and transfer my PA drivers license back to Florida so I can begin the long process of handling all the administrative aspects of returning as a resident. I’ll tour two potential Montessori schools that my kids might attend starting in the fall. I’ll join my new employer for a long afternoon and evening of team building activities and dinners, followed by two very full days at our Global Summit down in US HQ. And I’ll scout some potential neighborhoods that we may live in a few months from now.
The season of change has arrived my friends. Leaving behind my job, my kids’ school, my church, my family, my friends. And doing so as a single mom- wowza!
Admittedly, I’m not as scared as I could (or maybe should?) be. There’s a hint of familiarity in the geographical move to Central Florida; after all, I’m a two-time, very proud graduate of The University of Central Florida (Go Knights!).
New jobs are always exciting for me; I’m not really one that gets nervous. I love the challenge and the thrill of everything being new. Besides, there’s not even any time to be nervous- I JUST finished my last job on Friday and it’s not even 48 hours later and I’m sitting on a plane heading to start my new one!
I received an offer to buy our house today; while I’m not sure it will work out, I’m so encouraged! But leaving this home that we built is already bringing up emotions I hadn’t planned for. Nico was just over a week old when we went under contract to build; Milana was born here. Nico and Gabi took their first steps and said their first words here.
I let the kids school know that we wouldn’t be re-enrolling due to the move, bringing a host of utter sadness. I’ve told our church family that we will be leaving, and have started the process of trying to find a new place to grow forward and upward in faith. It’s really devastating.
Im not even remotely ready to say goodbye to my family and friends here in Pittsburgh, but here we are… on the cusp of having to do just that.
Would you please keep me in your thoughts and prayers this week as I begin to process what all this change looks like, means, and especially how it feels. And that I may have the patience and grace to handle my children gently and with awareness of how all this change may impact their little minds and hearts.
And I’ll leave you with this teaser of my Milana Grace from our photo shoot last week because I can’t help but share…