What Even Is This Life?

What is this life? I had such an eerie feeling this evening brushing my teeth at my parents' house. For the first time in years, I'm very comfortable here. Like too comfortable - it's like I live here. Thank God I do not live here, and if it ever gets to that point, Heaven, help me! I think my comfort is simply a result of so much time spent at this house over the last eight months that I've been living in the DC area again. It's been at least ten years since I've had this level of comfort in my parents' home.

Anyway, this eerie feeling has me reflecting on the last eight months and where I am today. It looks something like this:

• Move out of the home I share with Husband and dog [check]
• Move into an apartment by myself in DC [check]
• Make new friends [check]
• Connect with old friends [check]
• Join a church [check]
• Divorce [check]
• Find volunteer opportunities [check]
• Quit my job with no back-up plan [check]

::Screeching record player:: Wait, what?! That leads me to today. I'm staying with my parents because my Mom just had surgery on her ankle and needs some help getting around while my Dad is at work. And while I'm no longer working, I'm staying with her for a week to nurse her back to help. I have no clue what to do from here. I have no strong conviction or direction on what I want to do, but I just pray that God sees me through this stage (quickly) and places me in a great job with an excellent organization.

This is such a strange place to be in life. Empowered by the progress I've been able to make, yet terrified that I am on the verge of being a 31-year-old single woman living with her parents. Dear God, please no! Today I am making the choice to be brave by reminding myself of the many hurdles I have overcome in such a short period of time. It will all work out.

xo