Everything happens for good

Everything happens for a reason... for a good reason.

When making my decision to come to Ethiopia I had a couple of plans lined up. The way life works is you can't plan it. You set a goal for yourself and achieve it with all the twists and turns that come your way.

Recently I had a huge change in my life, something happened unexpectedly and it was pretty major. It pushed my estimated plan about a month or so back. I believe that this is happening for a really great reason. I may not be able to see it at the moment but I'm sure I'll get to see the bigger picture in the end.

I am now living at my grandmothers which is a little ways outside the city. The peaceful nights are one for the books. I am hoping to figure out a few things while I have this isolations. I have not been able to think straight but I am reminding myself of what my goal is.

Will let you know what the good reason of this is soon as I find out.

This too shall pass

Today I began my day by taking a ride to work, the driver had on the radio and a zen kind of music was playing. With the news of all that is going on in Ethiopia with Gofa and the exchange rate, folks are stressed out to the point I find it difficult to breathe. So I appreciated a moment to sit in what felt like silence. And of course, as I point this out, most of you will say then why don't you move back to the United States? And, as hard as it is to be optimistic and have hope in moments like this I remind myself "This too shall pass." That there's a much larger picture to look at. Something I'm not so sure of myself but my gut tells me to wait a little. When I first moved here I was told don't ask why. To just live. "ሰው እንደሆነው ሆነሽ ትኖሪያለሽ።" As much as that has been the theme of my life, I find that I have been moving far and far away from making the small differences that I can in the moments that God has provided me with. I feel like a crazy pers...

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TBH

Moment of honesty... I think I stopped blogging partly because I don't have time anymore. But mainly because my life wasn't fun anymore. And although a little bit of seriousness is needed in order to live an adult life, I think I've lost myself in the process. I'm back to being a floating object. Not sure what the next goal is. I miss the days of us being in grade school where we knew what was next, pass the test move on to the next grade keep doing that until college. Then you choose your "path" graduate. Than float. When I grow up I want to be happy, but I also want a family and live a proactive and productive life. Chasing money doesn't make me happy, that's one thing I've learned so far. But I also don't want to let my future me down. She deserves to live a life full of everything she wants and needs. I'm at another turning point in my life not sure which way to go. I'm not sure if back to the Sta...

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