Drew came to Tempe long before I did. He had an AMAZING experience at the high school and just knew it was the one. Then, he informed me it was 80% which would put his salary about 50% of what he was making in California, meaning I’d have to get a job right off and we’d live like poor students for a year. The amazing perk being that ASU was just up the road and he’d be gone EVEN. MORE. YAY!!! Every girl’s dream!
But, during a crazy Jillian workout I succumbed to the fact that this was the place for us.
I lived in misery. I had no happily ever after. I had to sell and buy a house and get a job.
I was miserable. I cried 3 to 4 times daily about what my life was going to turn into.
And then I flew here. And I had my interview. And I knew that was where I was supposed to be. Part of me wondered if every interview would be like that, but I quickly realized that while the 2nd hospital was lovely it wasn’t my happily ever after.
And I guess I just wanted to say that while God may give you the faith to get through a situation, he IS going to give you your happily ever after. Has this year been delicious? Um, no. But I’m just grateful I had that moment. I am also grateful I was looking for it. I remember calling my mom after just telling her how much I loved it. I think it may have been a happily ever after moment for her too (because she happened to talk to me about once a day while I was crying prior to that).
Anyway, just puttin’ this story out there. Hopefully it helps someone.
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