We have had a lot of big grown up decisions to make lately and I feel like I am a freshly picked cucumber! (Not cool as a cucumber. You know..the small ones who get yanked out where they are growing well, and get sent off to be put in a jar full of stinky vinegar?!)
Trevor had applied at 3 different graduate programs, one in San Diego! HELLO!!! one is Dallas! Wahoooo! and Logan. yaaaay (insert monotone voice). Well, Trevor got accepted to Utah State for his Master's program! Now I am not complaining, but when thinking your life would be warmed up by beautiful sunny days year round, and then a dose of frozen tundra land is the one that gets offered, we were like, "Ok? Thank you for atleast letting there be an offer!"
THEN...Dallas sent a letter of acceptance! WHAAAAT?! YES PLEASE! I think both of us were excited at the thought of leaving winters behind, welcoming heat waves (not snowstorms) and year round warmth! Especially in a city with LOTS of things to do and see! We both really thought "OK!!! we're moving to DALLAS! WOOT WOOT!"
We told USU what we were thinking, and when we finally made the Dallas decision, something felt wrong. (Insert screaming and kicking toddler tantrums). Both of our heads were spinning because we knew our minds were like, "Hello?! This is a NO BRAINER!" but our hearts were saying, "Remember how much you love being in the snow 9 months out of the year?" :)
Lucky for me, I believe in a loving Heavenly Father! I believe that I can turn to Him in prayer and when I am in a bind, I can find clarity and peace. Thank goodness because sometimes I don't know it all! Surprise Surprise! BUT I know that Heavenly Father knows where we are needed. Where we can develop our talents and strengthen out weaknesses.
We took it to the White House! It was SO nice to hang up my cares at the door! I felt so much peace! I KNEW the answer and as I still battle my mind, I have a reassurance of what I felt was real! That Heavenly Father wanted us to not be in Dallas. Not yet anyway.
Trevor also had 2 internships in the wings, one in St. George and one in Colorado. This would mean that we would be moving in 2-3 weeks, live somewhere for 3 months, and then move AGAIN! That is moving 3 times in 8 months! We finally decided that Trevor should probably withdraw from the summer internships because moving for very little pay, with 2 toddlers and sleep deprived mama, probably was just asking for a nervous breakdown. Plus, it didn't feel right.
As for the other "Big" decisions...they seem pretty minute now. I know that all things will come together in their own timing. I've never been let down yet! I know I have a lot to still learn, a lot of pressure and changing to be what my Maker needs me to be.
Well, Here's to "Being Pickled!"