Sleeping on the Couch

 I slept so well on that couch. I would get ready for bed and read, learn Russian, pray, and then get settled into sleep with the backdrop of crickets and the peace and stillness of the night. I would think about what would be next for me. Where would my next job be? Where would I be teaching? How would it all work out, as there were only a few weeks left of the school year. That time in May was so busy and was in the thick of those few days helping out with my nephews and niece as my sister had her sweet baby boy. The rest of the month would have to go on until I would have something set in stone.

 It was August and school was almost starting. I woke up to the sounds of the house, niece babbling and walking around, nephews talking, playing, arguing, and my dear sister in the kitchen, baking, washing dishes, with baby in tow. I was visiting my sister and sleeping on my sister's couch again 3 months later and I remembered how I was feeling and going through at that time in May. There was still a lot to do and prepare for, but it was crazy to ponder upon all that had happened up until that point. From the questions and the unknown to the reality, busyness, a little uncertainty, yet also excitement of what was ahead. I truly felt like I was being prepared and equipped for it all.