Tomorrow we load up the moving truck. Sunday we move to Richmond. I was really sad when I moved to Harrisonburg from Woodbridge. I wanted to stay with my parents. But I learned to love my college town and when the time came, I was sad to leave Harrisonburg! When we moved from Winston Salem, I was excited because I was moving closer to family. And I was excited to have a more permanent location. Charlottesville wasn’t my first choice, but I was happy it wasn’t some place in Alabama. Nothing against the Tide, I just wanted to be in Virginia!
This move took us by surprise. The decision was hard. We cried over it. [Such babies]. We are so thankful for the opportunity, yet we are just saddened to leave our friends, relationships, church, Carter’s Mountain, and even our apartment complex! I know that God is preparing a community for us to move into in Richmond, and I’m anxious to start building more relationships. But I’m so used to the small town feel of Charlottesville. Richmond is a different beast. It’s big! But here we go! Packed is our little life. Next time I blog, it will be from a two bedroom in Glen Allen!