A Change of Perspective

It’s quite interesting what a year can do. I say this after going to my favorite mountain town last week for vacation and after being back home in Orlando for three days. I find that I see my life and where it is leading me in a whole new way right now. Let me explain…

In 2008, I moved to Western North Carolina. By year’s end, I was forced to come back to Florida and move back in with my parents. Ever since then, I really felt a yearning to go back to Asheville and live there again. That is, until now. I still love the mountain town and all that it has to offer (not to mention all the great friends I’ve made there), but I now feel that Orlando is home. For the first time in a long time, I was glad to re-enter the Sunshine State on Friday. This crazy state has begun to won me over…after living here for most of my life. Silly isn’t it?

Orlando is my home, and that is cool.

Orlando is my home

I think that it has to do with two things. One, I moved back out of my parents house just over a year ago and into Orlando in College Park. Secondly, I have started to embrace where I am. By that I mean that I am learning to love where I am living. I never thought that way about Florida, at least since I graduated from high school or was in my first year or so of college anyway.

My visit to Asheville this time around was great as always, but I didn’t feel that urging to want to move there immediately like I had been prior. I was kind of seeing the city as more of a frequent tourist, or someone visiting their family on vacation. It was oddly freeing. I felt a lot more relaxed by that feeling. Relaxing is just what we all need on a vacation and that was so nice. Asheville is still a place that I’d like to one day live and be with my family, but I’m okay with waiting. It’s really not up to me anyway, it’s up to God. I really believe that He will let me know when the time is right to re-root myself in the mountains.

One of tobyMac’s recent songs has really resonated with me on this area of my life, Me Without You. I’d be packin’ my bags when I need to stay. I’d be chasin’ every breeze that blows my way. I’d be building my kingdom just to watch it fade away.

I love those mountains, I really do. For now though, we will have to be friends from afar.

I love those mountains, I really do. For now though, we will have to be friends from afar.

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