Once I realized I was really leaving Texas and moving to Virginia it hit me that everything I did was my last time to do it.
*My last birthday with the BFF family
*My last batch of Mama Janie’s cookies from Heaven
*My last time to set my classroom up…
*My last faculty photo….
My year continued with many many more lasts. I am blown away at how God moved during the year of “lasts” for me. He opened doors that I thought would never be opened; and, closed some that I thought would never be closed.
Through it all God has remained the center of it all. I would be nothing without Him.
What is your story? Have you seen Him move in your life?