Home = ??????????

I am down to ten days... ten days until I go home, to NC. It is going to be a crazy weekend, jammed full of wedding events, reunions, and salsa.

I got to spend some time with my other roommate from last year, Wendy, yesterday who was in town for another wedding. We went down to Eastern Market for a few hours and basically just did a lot of talking and catching up. She made a comment thats stuck with me... she said I seemed very content here in DC. I think that is the perfect way of describing it... I am content, completely at peace with where I am.

Sometimes I can't believe it, that I actually left NC. I had been pinning for something new since puberty, but in the last 6-9 months in Wilmington I had begun to wonder why I was leaving. I mean, how could I leave such an amazing church, wonderful friends, and amazing burritos! (ah, sorry)

But somehow I have known since the first day I found out that this school and this program existed that I was supposed to go. I can remember the day I discovered it. At the time, I had no ambition to finish my bachelors much less pursue a masters degree. But God had another plan.

I got a handwritten note and the card of a person from Mount Olive College in the mail shortly after and ended up enrolling in their program. Next thing you know I am reminded of this masters program as AU. I applied to 4 programs, this is the only one I got into.

God provided the money for school, He provided housing, and money for living expenses. Then God provided me with a new church, which has lead to a new community, new friends and new relationships. I have no complaints, no regrets, no doubts. God is amazing.

At first I thought it would be weird to go back home, simply for a 'visit'. I mean I have never done that before, gone to NC just for a weekend, it seems bizarre. But, the closer it gets the more I realize that I don't think I will have a problem returning. DC already feels like home, it feel like it's where I belong, it feels right.

Who would have guessed? Certainly not me. I was telling Wendy how when my first boss at United Way quit for a job in DC, she left me a note saying 'if you ever want to move to the big city, give me a call!' I remember smirking and thinking 'If I ever move to the 'big city' it won't be DC"... ha, how ironic.

Anyway, I am looking forward to going home and visiting Port City Church and Flaming Amy's Burrito Barn, but I think I will be ready to come back to DC afterwards...

Maybe I can convince Flaming Amy's to open up a place here!