Sometimes I think I must be the luckiest person in the world. It must be luck, because if it’s just that I am blessed it feels unfair. Why should I be so blessed? I can’t do anything but be thankful.
Today I got a job, all set for my arrival in England. It’s almost too hard to believe. It fits so well; it’s exactly the kind of place I hoped to be. There are still, of course, things that still need figuring out, but I am hopeful. More than hopeful, more than just optimistic, I feel so confident that things will work out.
I have so many wonderful people here for me; people I am sad to leave behind. Thank you to each and every one of you who prayed, or sent good thoughts, or lent support when I needed it. Clearly it’s working. I love you all.