Another day closer. I’ve been on the phone a lot. It seems that on the 17th, the day after Jeni’s wedding, I will move to Virginia Beach. I called Regent University and they said it would be best for me to come in May because no apartments would be available in August. Since I don’t have a car, I need to stay in their campus apartments and they tend to fill up pretty fast.
So that is 12 days from now. This, of course, is bad news for me and Sarah. She cried last night. We had planned on having the summer together.
Now we don’t.
But God is doing this. I have to go into my future.
In about an hour, Sarah and I will go have dinner with Sharon.
All of this is so exciting and scary.
I think the only way any of us survives growing up is because we don’t realize it is actually happening.