Faith, Hope, and Love

I have lived in a lot places in my life. And in my seven years in Houston, I have moved my stuff about five or six times... and now I'm doing all over again. This move is definitely the hardest. For one, I have no clue where I'll be moving to next. Everything is in storage for at least the next four months, and unlike the last two times I put stuff in storage, there is literally no plan of when or where it will all go. Secondly, this was by far my favorite place to live ever. And I realized I didn't take enough pictures, or invite enough people over. And... I'm scared that I'll never be able to create such a cozy and happy home again. When I moved in, my landlord made me a special key when I moved in because when we talked about the place I told him I loved to travel and that I taught World Cultures. It was the sweetest, and he and his wife have been awesome landlords these past few years. A friend helped me mount the top bookshelf (which I'm ...

Dear Dallas, For the past two years, you have been home. At first, I wasn't sure if I would like you. After all, I was born and raised in Fort Worth. All my best memories revolved around that city--exploring the seminary on bikes, falling in love with education at Hubbard Heights Elementary, and even that one day my sisters, cousins and I were scared off the crackhead (or was it a pothead?) at Rosemont Middle School. And then, after returning from Nigeria, I came back to Fort Worth, becoming one of the first Scorpions at South Hills High School before migrating to Arlington to become a Bowie Volunteer. But Dallas...? You were always that far off place. The city that was part of my beloved metroplex (and which I often told people I was "from"), but that I never really felt a part of. Until these last two year... I came to you, six months out of getting my master's degree to work at the Dallas Morning News . It was a great summer, which officially kicked off my...

Last week I was offered a job. Which, considering the fact I have been unemployed for nearly a year, I gladly accepted. Not to say I took the job JUST because I needed one... I'm actually very excited about the opportunity, and it's at such a great school (you're looking at the newest 6th grade social studies teacher!), and I'm already friends with one of my future co-workers. But even though I said yes, and promptly began celebrating, the reality of what this all means only began settling in today when.... ... I got and signed my contract, all my hiring paperwork, and all the welcome e-mails and notifications that announced my status as an official employee! ... I went to get some boxes from a friend, and realized that I've already packed up most of my apartment and don't really need to box up too much more. :( ... I went in to my last day of tutoring at Huntington. That's the one that probably hit me the most: Saying goodbye to the Huntington ...