Residency is finished. The moving truck is somewhere between here and the Pacific Northwest. My address is changed in most computer systems. My evenings (and some daytimes) are filled with farewells to people I love. Vancouver is waiting, and Lord willing, I'm as ready as I can be.
It feels weird to have made a decision, to have my future more planned out than I imagined it would be this early in the game. Yet at the same time, I am truly excited for the possibilities this adventure has in store. I am thrilled to be settling into my newfound love for professional chaplaincy, even if I don't fully know what that means for me. Day after day, I seem to receive signs (or at least nods from the universe) that this is my path, my passion, my calling, and my identity.