Today I finished the rounds of the shut-ins with communion. I ended with my favorite nursing home couple. I told them how much I had enjoyed the evening at their home. She told me, "We all agreed that you look ten years younger." I was surprised by their assessment, but as I thought about it, I realized that they may be on to something. I'm excited about ministry in Capital, and have a new energy and enthusiasm that has been missing. For the last 4 years I've been in limbo-- wondering if and when I would be leaving Tiny Village. Knowing has lighted my stress load significantly.
This week is going to be crazy, and that's okay. Daughter is going to be needy and clingy in the evenings, and that could get exhausting very quickly. I'm slowly chipping away at the list of things I need to do in preparation for the move. I did some address changes today, including the official one with the post office. There is much more to do, of course, but as long as I'm making progress, I'm satisfied.