It is New Year’s Eve Day. A day to look back on the year, say goodbye to what you don’t want to take with you into the future and to think about what you want to say hello to in the new year.
This year has been the most tumultuous of my life. For the first half of it, I felt like I was tethered to my life, like I was floating above all that I knew and loved, because I was preparing to leave it all and move to the other side of the Atlantic. We spent the second half of the year, in our new location treading water, looking for a place where we could “touch” and find some footing. Both halves of the year lacked the comfort that comes from being rooted and grounded in a home, the familiar and a clear calling.
As we come to the end of 2018, I can honestly say that our move to the UK has been a positive “reset”. Our family has learned so much about ourselves and grown together in so many ways. Not a moment of the transition has been easy and I would be naïve to think that we are out of the woods yet, but we certainly are in a much better place than where we were a few months ago.
In the last month, we have definitely felt like we have found our place. The day-to-day in the unfamiliar is getting more comfortable as we learn to find our way (and drive!), shop and do life. We have seen where we fit and where our gifts can be used in the church where we are working. Friendships have deepened to the place where we love people in England. We are feeling blessed to have so many wonderful people in our lives.