Perfectingmyinnereeyore

   Texas is the only place I've ever lived. When my family moved to Dallas, it was hard. I was 5 hours away from my childhood home and all my childhood friends. But moving to Tennessee feels like moving across the world. I'm having to pick up everything and move to a completely new place with new people so very far from everything I've ever known. And to make it better, moving means saying goodbye. And I hate goodbyes.    I become close to people very quick. Its just who I am. And becoming close to people quickly means I've had lots of time to get to know each other which means saying goodbyes kinda sucks..    In this day and age all we have to do is shoot out a text or post a picture on Instagram and you are instantly connected to pretty much any and everyone in the world. So why is saying goodbye so hard? Why do I feel sick to my stomach seeing people for the last time?     For me, I'm afraid I'm gonna lose people. That people who...

They were always so far away.    So far in fact that while devastating and scary they never affected me.  But then, it happened.  One hit a little to close to home.    After years of hearing on the news about a shooting over in that country or that state way over there it was here. My home the city close to where I lived. It was terrifying.  I truly wonder how many people are becoming numb to the violence around us. How many people are like "oh it's happening again..." When I was younger, this was not the world I imagined growing up in.     Even though my fairy tale world was forever crushed around age 9 but I have to keep asking myself why?  What good is coming from this?  I've found myself digging deeper into Gods word because we never know what's gonna happen next.  God has a plan for it all.  But even knowing that sometimes does nothing.