a new thing.

It’s been nearly a year. Nearly a year without a written word shared with the world.

In September, I met Zach.

In December, I accepted a new role that required relocating to Nashville.

In January, we got engaged.

In April, Zach landed his dream job in Atlanta.

In May, we both left our jobs.

In June, we got married and merged our lives and animal families together in a little ranch home in Decatur, Georgia.

This timeline does not include all of the vulnerability and falling in love and long-distance longing. It doesn’t include the global pandemic and planning a wedding and then re-planning a wedding. It doesn’t include the tears shed over the hard decisions or the moments of surrender that have transformed me into we.

Would I do it again? Absolutely. Because every ounce of vulnerability, every mile apart, every selfless surrender has grown the love that I get to share with Zachary. 

This blog has been many things over the years. It has been healing and growing; it has been poems and prayers. And now it will be a new thing, a thing still unknown, as I become a new thing in this new place.

A new thing. Yes, He is doing a new thing. A new, fresh, purposeful thing.