I'm in Severna Park visiting a cherished friend and her family for a few days before their impending move to Kansas. I jokingly told her yesterday that I was glad I moved out of the area before she did. I would've been heartbroken. I wouldn't be exaggerating to say the majority of my wonderful memories about Severna Park have her in them. She helped me to discover the sweetness of the area. She was the one who showed me that the trail was more than for exercise but also as a convenient way (and fun) to get to the produce stand or Rita's. Heck, she introduced me to Rita's, haha! It's been a lovely visit and I won't look forward to saying goodbye to her again.
I did get to visit a sweet friend of mine yesterday and since we met at her home for coffee, I drove past our old house. I was so nervous, not knowing how I'd feel driving past 'my' driveway to get to her door. But may I say that it was fine. I learned that the house I saw so much promise in was also becoming a burden. I'm so thankful that the house sold and that it's no longer on my radar. So thankful. I'll leave Severna Park again tomorrow after visiting with some sweet friends from home group. I think I'll be ready to go this time, I won't freak out or be overcome with sadness as I drive out of town. I'm ready. Virginia Beach is home again, but Severna Park will always be a treasure to my soul. God really is always good, even if I don't acknowledge it right away.
