I've officially been home for a week now. It's still very surreal that I'm here. I kinda feel like I am on vacation, but yet, I'm not. I'm official resident of Indiana again.
My heart is in such a state of contentment right now. I am literally falling in love with my roots again. It's been so long that I've been trying to shove those feelings to the "forgotten about" section of my brain. Life is very different here in Indiana than it was in Arizona. Here, everyone is very chill and relaxed. Nobody rushing to do this or that. People actually have manners and genuinely care about you. When they say to have a good day, they are not just saying it because it's the nice thing to do. They are saying it because they actually want you to have a good day. There's so much green around, my heart just wants to scream with joy! The weather here has been beautiful and even on the hottest day (That the Hoosiers think), I have no complaints. I think my body got so used to the nasty heat of AZ that on the muggiest of days, it doesn't bother me at all. I can't tell you how many times I've walked outside with no shoes on. It's nice not to burn the soles of my feet.
Last weekend we went and had a barbecue with some of my cousin's wife's family. I won't lie, the barbecue was in the country. There was chickens running around the yard with the dogs. It was all extremely "country" and probably not what normal people would consider fun. However, I loved every minute of it. Her family was so welcoming and in no time at all, I felt like I had known them for years. I can guarantee that I would have dreaded going to something like that in Arizona and would have hated every minute of being there. But not here, here I felt so at home. Mosquitoes and all, it all felt so great. I noticed a few days ago, I started talking a bit country. It actually stopped me mid conversation. It's not that I'm trying to talk country, it just sort of happened. It's because I'm surrounded by a lot of country folk, I'm taking on the native talk. :)
I live in a small town. It's very small. In fact, it's so small that the post office here just recently closed. Why did it close? Well, because the ONE employee who had been working there for years, the Postmaster General, decided it was time to retire. She retired and the post office closed. That's just the way they roll here in Indiana. We generally have to go to the next town over, Marion, for our shopping. It's not too far, but everything you could possibly need is on this main strip of road. I don't feel too out of sorts, there's a Starbucks there. :D
I still haven't found a job yet, but I'm trusting God will provide. I'm looking and applying every day. Cost of living is so much cheaper here. So, I could take a cut in pay and still survive. I'm not too worried yet about not having a job, God knows the plans for my life and that's all I can think about. I just feel it in my bones that He has got some big stuff in store for me. I had originally planned to live and work near Indianapolis. But I am praying for a job close to my dad's house. I've rather fallen in love with this small town feel and I would be perfectly okay with staying and working in this area.
I shall start my church journey this week. I'm excited about that. I am missing teaching the kiddos already.
Have I mentioned how happy I am here? It's been a long time coming and I'm completely in my element.