Moving On Up

It's been forever since I've written and its all due to the fact that life has been superbly busy for me this last month.

For starters...I've got a job; I'll be teaching 2nd grade at a wonderful school in Shelby. They hired me after my preliminary interview. And I know it was God looking out for me when the principal called and woke up up at 7:27am the day after my interview telling me how impressed she was with me, because originally she told me that the openings were in K and either 3rd/4th grade. So I accept the job and she surprises me and says I'll be in 2nd grade my favorite grade. My school also has some nice perks...SMARTboard, my own personal laptop, and ELMO, a HUGE classroom, and an online office supply thingy so I don't have to come out of pocket for expenses. Add that on to the fact that the teacher who I'm replacing left all her posters and bulletin board sets for me to use so I really don't have to buy ANYTHING. This is another reminder of what listening to God will do for your life. I prayed to him and trusted him that he would help me get the perfect job in the perfect grade and all of that has come to fruition.

I got a surprise today as well from dear old mom and dad. We went back to Gastonia to check out two more apartment complexes. Last time we went down there was about 3 weeks ago and I was deciding between two really nice properties. Well after careful consideration I knew which one I wanted but knew I couldn't move until September after I get my first TEACHER paycheck (:D), but dad out of the blue says he wants to go look at the property I had decided on moving to again. We do so, the property manager tells me that they only have a few units left, and the next thing I know, I'm filling out an application and dad is paying for my app fee and my security deposit. So now my apartment is officially mine and it wont get sold before I can move in. I'm in shock. Everything in my life is falling together right now and I feel so blessed. 

But aside from all of this serious stuff going on in my life, I spent a wonderful week in New Jersey and Maryland visiting two of my really good friends. My bff in NJ moved away when we were in 10th grade and were had met in 6th grade and were practically joined at the him. My homie in MD is my bestie guy friend who I met at camp. Both of them have been wanting to see me and I spent 4 days with both of them. I did a crazy thing and rented a car to drive 10hrs from NC to NJ, 6hrs from NJ to MD, and then 7 hrs from MD to home again. It was wild and absolutely crazy but I feel accomplished. It feels good navigating the road and being alone and in charge of my life. Road tripping is FUN! 

Slowly Healing

I have been on a whirlwind of emotions since my break-up. One minute I'm feeling good and the next minute I'm balling my eyes out. But I am proud to say that I have not cried since Saturday and that is a huge improvement. I guess you can tell I really loved the guy because I never cry. So it's a serious matter when I do.

Anyhow, I've been kind of hush hush about the whole situation because it's a long story and I get emotional when I talk about it, but as I've been letting people know, they've been quite supportive. God always has a purpose and a plan for our lives, and though we may not see it, we need to trust that He knows what's best and for our future. We have to walk and live by faith!

However, throughout my turmoil there's been one stand above friend than the rest. My Bruh Dayo, whom I call "Mr. Joy" because his Nigerian name means joy, and he calls me "Flower girl" because,well, it's obvious, my name is a flower..... I opened up to him first because I needed a guys perspective and wanted someone outside my circle (he lives in DC, can't get much further than that) so he really helped tune me in to things. What I didn't expect was for him to text me everyday, checking up on me and asking if I was ok. Then he would call, or pick fights with me, anything to get me smiling and laughing again, and I must say that I truly appreciate him. Who could have predicted that a soror of Delta Sigma Theta and a Bruh of Omega Psi Phi would meet at Camp ABC in the summer of 2009 and hit it off and have a great friendship a year later. I never expected to see or hear from him again, but I'm glad I gave him my number all those months ago. He's helped me start mending the pieces of my heart when I didn't know where to begin, and for that, I thank him.

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As of today, countdown to G-day is 9 days away. Tomorrow is my last day at my internship site. I hope the kids don't make me cry. I'm going to miss them so much.