I woke up early with the babe to drive my husband to his “new” job today. It’s the same exact job he did in his last year of active duty (that he really thrived in!), but now he is doing it as a civilian contractor with a private company. It’s still at the Naval hospital, so I couldn’t help but feel nostalgic as we drove in. When I dropped him off, his prior Chief happened to be walking in at the same time. The same Chief who gave him an excellent reference, which brought him to being hired to this very job. I felt relieved watching him walking in, knowing he’s in a good place. As I drove back home, listening to Jon Foreman, I started feeling emotional. Five years ago, we were newlyweds in San Diego. I was driving my husband to work at 4:30 am every morning. He was stationed on a ship and he was gone quite a lot. I remember finding peace in my drives back to our little apartment from the base, as the sun rose. I’d listen to Jon Foreman and oftentimes cry, ha. My faith in God still felt very fresh and new. Even though the circumstances were difficult and sometimes scary, they compelled me to seek God so ardently and He brought me comfort through music. I feel this immense peace being back in San Diego. It truly feels like we were meant to come back here. Though it was quite an adventure exploring the PNW a bit, I feel like we really got it out of our systems. We will never have to wonder. We know now and I’m thankful for that. God provided a way for us to try it out, but I’m glad it wasn’t permanent. Today is the first day of another new chapter and I feel grateful that there is peace surrounding it all.
This is going to be a good, big year for us for many reasons, but one main one that I’ll share soon. Life has come into this funny little circle and it’s never felt so right. Thankful, thankful, thankful.