Shocking!

Okay, so the shock that I've been living with over the past few weeks has finally worn off, and I am calm enough to share some big news. Adam quit his job. After Hurricane Katrina and the stress of switching programs, things just never seemed to get better. He was quite frankly, miserable. After a year of wondering if he was doing the right thing, and me telling him daily to just "make it through one more day," he decided that it was time to stop wasting everyone's time. I had been pushing it and trying my best to encourage him to keep going, but after a year, I knew I had to just let go and let him follow his heart. Which is not, by the way, in the specialty of urology. It was painful. It still is painful. But I know that the Lord is guiding our lives and something good will come of this. I am really sad to leave Kansas, though. I was finally becoming comfortable with our lives here. We'd found a house we were going to rent for the rest of Adam's residency. I'd made great friends, and Nate had, too. I guess that was the clue--all our lives we've been permitted to be comfortable to a small extent, and then bam! time to move on! I want to be clear about this though (which will answer a lot of questions): Adam has not quit medicine, per se. But he is most certainly done with urology. He will be looking for another residency spot to open up, and if it is the will of the Lord, he will just simply change specialties. It may be more complicated than that, but I'm an optimist. He left three days ago for Canada, where he will be working for his dad until he can figure out what he wants to do, or until a residency spot opens. Nate and I will most likely join him at the end of November. Between now and then, I've been given the responsibility of selling our things (pretty much everything) and getting ready for an international move. We have to get visas, and passports. We have to mentally prepare ourselves for this.
Okay, so...I sound so okay because I'm not allowing myself any emotions right now. It would be like cracks in a dam...bursting is inevitable! So, to prevent a total meltdown, I put a smile on my face and I just go on. I pray, I beg, I grovel at the feet of the Lord for a miracle. That somehow, our path will straighten out sometime. We've had one of the most eventful five-year spans in the history of time! :) But all along, we've been blessed. We've been strengthened. And in the end, I think that it comes down to being more prepared to serve others because we've had a wide range of experiences. I know what it is like to be up, down, rich, poor, prideful, humble, faithful, doubting, happy, sad, comfortable, uncomfortable...and I can only hope that the experience I'm gaining through my twists and turns on the straight and narrow path will be of use to the kingdom of God. I have to hold on to that.
In the middle of this, I'm becoming more aware of how blessed I am to have amazing friends and tremendous family. I am so richly blessed to have people in my life that remind me of what I need to focus on. And I am also aware of what a blessing the Church is. Wherever we go, we know that someone will be there, and that the Church will be there, and good people will be waiting in a ward family, with open arms and hopefully open hearts. What a powerful thought that is.
Okay, now I'm rambling. Thanks for listening! :)