Skip is Coming Home

Skip is moving back to the United States.

Really soon. In less than a months time.

Part of me is excited. But fear has overtaken me with this news.

Silly fears, fears of things that I shouldn't even think of. Fears from all the amazing girls that live in our country, fear of what is next.

We will almost live on opposite coasts. There will be over 2,000 miles between us. If feels like his move will bring he oh so much closer to me, but we still have a lot of distance.

We haven't talked in a LONG time. I don't know anything really that is going on in his life. All I know if from quarterly newsletters that he sends to a mass amount of people.

BUT, he is moving to back to the states.

I have known this for about a week but haven't been able to put words to my thoughts on it. Even now as I sit and write this, I don't know what to say, because I can't identify my feelings on it.

I don't feel like his move is going to play any part of my life. I don't think this will help our relationship move forward. But it will be harder for me to handle because we will live in the same country, my Tuesday, will also be his Tuesday. I feel like this move should somehow make a difference, but I don't think that it actually will.
I haven't prayed about this at all. And as I sit here writing this, I see how dumb it is of me not to pray about it. That is something that I need to incorporate into my life. I need to pray that God will work in this relationship instead of fearing that nothing is going to come from it.