the time has come

it's surreal really. and once you're not waiting anymore, you realize just how unique the waiting period is.

i was at the mailbox at 2 pm yesterday as i have been for a week now. i was with my parents...matt was at work. we were expecting trinity, we were not expecting southern. so i was shocked when i saw the envelope from southern. matt did not get home until a little after 3....so yes, i was with the letter - unopened - for over an hour before i knew what was inside. those of you that know me well, know what a feat that is. it's not to say i didn't try to read it...cause i did. but to no avail.

we opened and saw, 'i am pleased.' that's all we needed to read. i jumped on matt, shook him...we hugged. amazing. it wasn't until later that i began to cry.

tears of thankfulness. tears of gratitude. we needed this month, though i'd never want to relive it. we needed it to readjust our hearts, to get into the right spot.

i was convinced that we weren't even going to get the opportunity to go...now we do. i don't look to it with dread, i look to it with gratitude for the opportunity to even attempt it. i needed that heart adjustment. and i'm more grateful than i would have been had it not gone down in the way in which it did.

matt will call wheaton on monday to see if the spots have been accepted. and he'll call trinity for their answer since the letter has not arrived. things are not totally decided, but hey, we at least know we're going...it just depends where.

just in case you're wondering, southern is in louisville, kentucky.