fate, providence

It's funny how so much of your life is spent in not-knowing: a part that seems so big and so long and so fraught, and then, in one instant, as soon as you know, all that time in the not-knowing suddenly becomes contained in The Past, and gains character and edifies your faith. If you're lucky.

So, after all these months in limbo (oh, and what a blessed limbo it's been) (seriously, it requires its own separate post), now we know:

Providence, Rhode Island.

The name, even! Can you believe it? It's kind of too much for me... it's like a giant cosmic "thumbs-up!"

We've spent the past few weeks wrapping our heads around this new future, with its new unknowns, and starting to map out yet another move. We get out the atlas frequently to remember exactly where, again, is this tiniest of States, and where are the beaches and the parks and the neighborhoods and the opportunities for each of us... my imagination tends toward big bold strokes -- our new house is FABULOUS and the kids are in preschool and day care and I've got TONS of time to paint! -- so I've got to figure out how to be excited without drawing up elaborate expectations.

Nevertheless: excited!

And so proud of Jason for slogging through this process of applying for jobs with persistence and patience (while I stood on the sidelines being utterly preoccupied with my own daily dramas and stresses) (also a subject for another post).

To Providence!

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