My huckleberry friend.

“When I left Queen’s my future seemed to stretch out before me like a straight road. I thought I could see along it for many a milestone. Now there is a bend in it. I don’t know what lies around the bend, but I’m going to believe that the best does. It has a fascination of its own, that bend, Marilla. I wonder how the road beyond it goes–what there is of green glory and soft, checkered light and shadows–what new landscapes–what new beauties–what curves and hills and valleys further on.” -Lucy Maud Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

We learned something else in New York, something I forgot to mention. Mike can sleep through anything. I mean anything. Except doormen beating on trashcans at 4:00 in the morning. But traffic, drunk people, crazy cats . . . please. He scoffs at them. In his sleep. I already basically knew that he was the best sleeper ever, but my jealousy of his sleep reached new and more perilous heights. He lies down and falls asleep almost instantly. How does he do this? He sleeps through almost anything. How does that work? I had to take a nap in the park like a homeless person in order to keep up with him.

On a completely different note, Saturday morning I went running, and the weather was absolutely perfect, the kind that makes me feel like I could run forever. But, actually, since I haven’t run as much lately (though we did walk approximately 800 miles in New York), I could not run forever. But it was still nice to get out and get some time to myself.

As I was running, “Moon River” by The Innocence Mission (I know, what kind of running music is that?) came on my iPod, and I started thinking about what is happening “just around the bend” in my own life. As a good Anne of Green Gables fan, I thought about Anne and about how life is full of choices and opportunities and challenges, bends in the road that keep us from knowing exactly what is going to happen. There were times that the future did seem to stretch straight ahead of me, with things lined up in perfect order. Life isn’t really like that, though. We think that we are on a certain path, and then the road does bend, or maybe we could go all Robert Frost and take another path altogether. We can have ideas about when we want to get married, what we want our weddings to look like, our careers and when we will have children. But plans and priorities change, relationships wax and wane, and the things that happen shape us into people who wouldn’t be satisfied with that straight path, even if it was still an option for us. I will never be the kind of person who wants to beat an entirely new path (think of all the mud on my shoes!), but I have learned/am still learning to be thankful to these adjustments to The Plan, these unexpected bends in the road.

All of that to say that this is my last week at my current job, and I will be taking a new job as a school media specialist starting in November. This is why I’ve been a little quiet here lately . . . I have had a lot on my mind.

I don’t know what will happen around this bend in the road. I have been happy at my job, but I think that it’s time to make the switch for all kinds of reasons. Mike and I have been talking about this for a while, and we feel like it’s the right decision, even if it’s a hard decision to make.

I wish I was more like Anne, that I could anticipate the beauties that are to come, but right now I am a little bit frightened at this undertaking, to be honest. Frightened and excited. I hope I am up to the challenge.

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