Two years ago, I left the only state (Kentucky) I'd ever really known and started a new life in Atlanta, Georgia. Before I go into my time here, what I've learned, and the amazing people I've met, I need you to know this was not a well thought-out decision or a planned move with a lot of cushion in the bank. It was honestly more of a desperate need for a change. I needed to get away. Not from a person or even necessarily the place, but I needed a change in my daily routine. I was bored. I wasn't feeling challenged or scared or uncomfortable and at 22 years old, I saw something wrong in that.
It's Not Lazy, It's Holy!
My hope and encouragement to all of you and my goal for myself is to find time to rest. Rest in the Lord and all that He has done and all that He is going to do.
Humble Beginnings
Hey friends, I have some news to share! Are you ready? I am no longer a bluegrass gal but officially a Georgia peach, more specifically, an Atlanta Georgia peach!!! That's right, I have left my small, close-knit town to become a tiny little speck on huge grid. Scary? Yes. Exciting? Yes. Stressful? Yes. But as scary and stressful as this decision may have been, (not to mention the actual move, shew!!), I knew it was something I needed to do. Something I had to do. And a part of me always knew it would happen.