I want to take the time to let you all know just how much the Jamison family means to me. For those who don’t know, the Jamison is a family in the church I currently attend, Ripon Grace. They live in what the Californians call the “country” (being a Kansas girl, I know this is no country =D) in Modesto. I met them when I took a vacation here in July. Turns out, God opens doors even before we know we will one day go through them. When Tim and Miriam found out I was living with my boyfriend, June ish? Miriam had coffee with a girl that was going to rent out the apartment on the Jamison property. Well that didn’t work out, so Miriam thought of me. I met Sue Jamison when I came out and she showed me the place. It was perfect for one person. From there doors flew open and here I am today. The Jamison’s worked very hard on getting this place ready for me. They did an amazing job, went far beyond what I expected and deserve. They have welcomed me in their home, like family.
It is very hard moving 1700 miles away from everyone you know except for one family. It is taking its toll on me. I never relied on the friends and family I had because they were always right down the street or highway, right at my finger tips. And now they are so far away and each day it seems like that distance grows. But the Parks and the Jamisons have made the experience so much easier to handle. The few friends I’ve made make it seem easier. They all welcome me with hospitality that I cannot explain. So thank you so much, Tim and Miriam, The Park boys, Sue and Leland and their kids, Mary, Samantha and Jessica. You all mean so much to me, letting me be friends with you does a lot =D
Now the only thing I need is a job. I am so completely and utterly, annoyingly, worried about it. If I don’t find a job by the end of the week, I won’t be able to pay my bills. I won’t be able to renew my car insurance which comes up on the 31st of this month. How can someone not be worried about that? I am nearly to the point where I’m going to walk in somewhere, tell them I’m ready to start working now and ask what they want me to do. I know that if I just let go, just stop worrying so much, and put it in God’s hands, He will provide. Even if I don’t find a job this week, somehow, I know I’ll make it. I will be able to pay my bills, and if not…maybe I just don’t belong and maybe I just need to go back home. Oh I don’t know! I’m so confused all the time. Sigh!
Okay, time to get back on track! My place! That’s what I’ve called it! My Place. =D One day I’ll have a video on here showing it off, to let you all get the real feel of the place. I have one painting that is dear to me. 5 bucks at a garage sale and it is amazing. Everything in my place ties someway to the painting. Nothing matches unless you look back to the painting. My favorite pieces are the bookshelf provided by Sue. By far my favorite, decorated with photos of the people that mean the most to me. Next to it an antique rocking chair where I can curl up and read a book while sipping hot tea. My other favorite piece was also given to me by Sue as a house warming gift. An olive green blanket; one that I can curl up in a take an afternoon nap in and be relaxed. This one is mine, I get to keep it =D So far, it’s just working out very nicely!
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