I have made difficult decisions, big decisions. They never really seemed that way, because they were easy to make. I knew they were right. Things just kind of worked out and fell into place. It made the decisions seem not so big, not so scary.
The move back to Ohio is proving to be no different. It's a huge deal, and more often than not I find myself stressing. Its a big move, a big change, a big expense (to say the least).
Then something happens that reinforces to me that this is the right move for all parties involved.
Today my assistantship offer came in from the university. It is more than I could have ever dreamed it would be, and will make the transition easier and smoother.
It seems as though that when the decision is right, when it puts you on the path that you are meant to be on, the pieces just line up. The hard things aren't hard anymore. The scary things seem foolish.
Have I mentioned how incredibly happy this decision makes our family? Because it truly does. Life will change for us, but it is going to get better. This move, it's huge. But the hard decision, not matter how it seems to others...for us, it was easy. And although the details aren't hammered out, the pieces are landing just how they are meant to fit.