The lingering question of course is how long this time will I stay?  The answer to which even I do not know, yet. 

Let me rewind a little.  Clearly, I have not blogged since earlier this year.  Though many attempts have been made; many subject areas having crossed my mind multiple times a day, I somehow have not been able to lock down any thoughts into actual words on a screen.  Too busy at times and too sullen at others.  Whatever my reasons, I now find myself with a lot of ground to cover and no real desire to cover it all in much detail (at least not at the present time anyway). 

Basically, by August, I had lived in three different states this year.  After saying my bittersweet farewell to the high school tennis teams I had coached for almost six years, I loaded what belongings would fit into my car and headed East.  Not South this time, but East.  Connecticut to be exact, where I spent my entire summer at a sleep-away camp in the middle of the woods teaching tennis and wondering when I could finally go back to KY.  Yes, I developed a new appreciation for my old KY home that was unexpected and quite welcomed actually.  CT is definitely on my proverbial “list” of states I do not ever want to live.  I did walk away having met some wonderful people, and really enjoying the actual work I was able to do with the tennis program.  I do not miss the bugs. 

As summer’s end abrubptly came in late August, I had a grand total of five days to make the 13 hour drive back to KY, un-pack and re-pack my belongings and make the next 13 hour drive to Texas to start Fall classes.  And since I cannot drive 13 hours in one day alone, my time in KY ended up being a grand total of two nights.  😦  I did not get to see everyone I wanted, but at least my sister was able to drive down with me for a few days.  So, lack of sleep and too many hours in a vehicle within a five day period of time kept me pretty tired and down-trodden for the first few weeks.  It was only the strength of Jesus that kept me applying for jobs, going to classes, church and looking for a place to live all at the same time.  I essentially developed an even deeper compassion for those that are homeless as I found myself faced without a home and without my family once my sister flew back to Ohio. 

To say that I did not doubt would be a lie, though, I remained faithful to the knowledge that I was ready for whatever God had in store for me.  Within two weeks, I had a roomate, a job, an apartment and some relief.  Now, I am doing nothing but working and trying to unpack all that my family moved down for me two weeks ago.  I miss my family.  After my summer away at camp, I seem to have a renewed appreciation for my family.  I look forward to visiting home.

As for now, my temporary home is back in the Lonestar state.  I am happy I found my way back safely.  Happy to be back on the tennis courts daily.  Do I think I will stay?  Well, there is a lot surrounding that, so for now, I’ll just enjoy the fact that I’m here.  TX, bring me some new adventures.