Two years ago, Dan and I were faced with the significant decision of where we should go to medical school. As I look back on my old blog posts, and read through that time in our lives, all those emotions come back to me like it was yesterday. I remember feeling anxiety, stress and excitement about our new adventures to come. The unknown was a little scary, and I was hoping we were making the right decision. Now that we have lived here for a while, we can honestly say that we made the best choice.
Last Saturday afternoon as Dan and I sat outside eating at a quaint Italian deli in downtown Dallas, we talked about how we know the Lord brought us here for several reasons. We feel we are exactly where we are intended to be right now. The experiences and friends we have made will be some of our sweetest memories, and cherished forever. It's reassuring to know that not only are we happy here, but that the Lord led us to where we are supposed to be.
It's crazy to think that in one year we will be going through this same process again of praying and pondering where we should go for residency, and what type of medicine Dan will specialize in. Making these life changing decisions doesn't seem as intimidating anymore because we have successfully done it before. It's comforting to know it will all work out in the end. I am glad I am finally learning how to find joy in the journey.
Home Sweet Home.