Gearing up to leave Atlanta
As of today, it has been a full year since Rick and I packed up our little moving truck with most of our humble belongings and he drove the 17 hours from Atlanta to New York City while Micah and I flew to meet him a day later.
When I look back at that flight, that first day, away from the familiarity of Atlanta that had been home for almost 10 years, I realize I should have been terrified by the extreme change we were making. But I wasn’t. Brooklyn just felt like our territory from the start and though there have doubtless been days when I miss family and would give anything to have their company, I am continually encouraged by the love and support of friends here. Friendships I never would have dreamed would be formed so quickly!
God has placed us here-there is no doubt in our minds this is so. New Yorkers may be in your face but at least you need never wonder what they are thinking, a car may not easily be an option but let me tell you, with all the walking, walking, walking…there never was a more in-shape pregnant woman around;), there may not be a church on every corner but we have never experienced a better church than the one we have been attending from the beginning of our time here. And food might be more expensive but it is worth the few extra coins! Yumminess! Don’t get me started with the coffee…I can’t pick which my favorite little independent cafe is!
What does the future hold? A few more years (at least) in Brooklyn, a brand-new little addition to our family, a new apartment with a wealth of space…a far cry from the humble yet beautiful abode we are in now. Above all, it holds hope and the excitement of new experiences yet to be had!