I know the cliche's...
"You can't get to the rainbow without a little rain."
"If it's meant to be, it will be."
"Nothing worthwhile ever comes easy."
Never in my life did I expect to have such a problem finding a roommate in DC. Ever.
It's become the most monumental challenge I've faced in a long time. I think I've had an easier time finding random employment, which is saying a lot.
When I first moved up a few years back, I was blessed with having a close friend there who had an open room. It worked out flawlessly, well the moving in part did at least. DC is such a huge place and I'm open to living all over the metro area. My budget is about average to normal for the area so that's not the issue.
This sweet face is.
Yep. Things aren't quite going my way in regards to my move to DC. Despite all of this, I know that the reason it isn't, is to allow something better to happen. The right and perfect thing to happen. One of the greatest things about having faith is believing 100% when things aren't going your way, that there is a reason. In relationships, in job situations, with everything...there is a purpose. Not to say it's not at times insanely frustrating, but perhaps God is preventing me from living with a psycho. For that I can be thankful.
It's this mindset, this idea that has been able to bring me such comfort in my most recent breakup. J was removed from my life on purpose. I 100% believe that, even if I don't like it. He was taken out so someone way better could step in. That makes me completely excited.
Regardless of the challenges I'm going through and the stresses I'm facing with trying to move in less than two weeks, I know it will all work out according to His purpose. The unbelievable calm I feel because of this is indescribable.
It will all work out.