Cheers to transition. Cheers to answered prayers. Cheers to community.
There are lots of things I don’t understand and many more things I have no clue how to do but thats where grace comes into play. I need to give myself grace when I try and fail. I need to give myself grace when transition is hard and when I don’t let myself feel that pain. Grace is wild—it’s going to mess up your hair.
So here I am in Livermore, CA after having moved out of SLO a week ago. Today I sort through my things to figure out what needs to be thrown away, kept or donated. Oh the beauty of moving. I haven’t yet mourned moving away from SLO… I don’t know when that will come. I don’t know if I am avoiding it or living in some sort of false hope or neither. Its strange to live in the East Bay because it’s quite uninspiring. But I want to help see through that—the inspiration looks different here and I’m having trouble adjusting.
On a happy note: my car dilemma has been temporarily fixed. I get to bring the Honda Pilot with me for my travels. It’s my mama’s pride and joy and she and my dad have offered for me to use that for the trip. In honor of their kind gesture I have named it Moe-mo (Moe ((Maureen(((my mom)))’s nickname)) mobile). I’m thrilled to have such a great vehicle to use.
The kickstarter is almost at the half way point and the funding as well. I’m constantly telling myself not to panic, that Lord willing, the funding will come in. So many people have expressed their excitement for this project, I am encouraged by the amount of support shown. There is no need to panic, I know that. It’s just uncomfortable to sit in this limbo. Do I press on 100% without doubt of the funding coming through? Do I start considering what my life will look like if it doesn’t work out?
For now, I trust. I push forward. Palms up.