California Here I Come

After a few sleepless nights and a gallon of tears, I have finally given in to moving to California.

Okay, so when the thought of moving to California came on my radar I have to admit tears and sleepless nights did not exist- except out of pure excitement and joy for a new adventure.

That is right. I said it: I am moving to California.

No, this hasn’t been a crazy dream of mine, and no I don’t feel The Lord tugging me to move here with a strong calling on my heart for the last 12 years.

But yes, I have always wanted to move out of Illinois, whether that be for 1 year or 53 years, and yes I truly do think that my experience overseas was meant to prepare me for teaching in very diverse school districts like the ones in California.

No, I can’t promise that this will work out the way I plan, but heck I can’t fail or succeed unless I try.

No, I don’t have a job, but I have applied for over 20 teaching positions, made connections with 4 different school districts, and am working my butt off to get my Indiana License (let’s just say I wasn’t planning to teach anytime soon…).

So I as of today, I am moving to California to live with my beautiful friend Allie, and her gracious husband (who has to have a lot of patience to live with me AND Allie for a whole 365 days), and on top of that, their perfect little Camila Belle.

I know there will be a lot of hoops to jump through, a few tears of joy, sadness, and frustration, but I seriously cannot wait for this journey to begin. Because I get to begin in a beautiful, new place across the nation. I get to live with one of my best friends who has one of the strongest hearts for the Lord, and who loves me despite every one of my flaws. And I have been so incredibly blessed with a support system that I cannot praise The Lord enough for.