March 1st I’ll move into my new apartment. It took two months to get approved but I did get approved. Mary Jane and I will pack our things and have people from our place of worship do all the physical labor of moving things. I’m both frightened and grateful for the move. I’m looking ahead with guarded joy.
I wanted large windows. I wanted a good amount of sun. I asked for, prayed for, a place on the same side of town I’m on. I need quiet. I need space. I needed to end my time here and I will. What a relief to know that I’m moving on time. This is a good thing, it’s a good thing. Yeah, I think so.