May 6, 2008

another kleenex please

I don’t know what I’m going to do when I leave. Probably sink into a deep, tear-filled, chocolate and coffee saturated depression.

Sometimes I wonder if I've ever done anything this hard. Moving to California was so much easier than leaving California.

Do I trust that this is the right thing? Do I believe I am being called elsewhere? Yes. I do.

Does that make leaving any easier. No. If anything I think it makes it harder. It means I go on faith. And faith is a good thing to go on. But I sure wish it came with a detailed roadmap rather than this little lantern that only illuminates my feet.


erica said...

i'm proud of you.

Haley said...

Thanks friend.
Wouldn't want to do it without you.