I sprinted up the stairs. Letting my tears drip down my face. "I can't believe this!" I shouted. After living in Stowe, Vermont my whole entire life we decide to move to California. On the other side of the country?!?! All my friends, my favorite places, and my house-my only house I've ever known-gone. And all of this because of my brother's job. I live with my brother mainly because my parents are out of town a lot and go around speaking at different places so my brother takes care of me when we are not on tour with my parents. I love my older brother don't get me wrong, but couldn't he find a job just a little closer to home?
I turn right into my room, think about slamming the door, but decide not to....my brother does a lot for me-ya sure I'm mad at him right now but I know I will regret it later. I hop onto my bed and grab my Bible.
Dear God,
I am in a situation right now. I have to move!! I have to move from Stowe-my home! I never thought I would have to do this....I love my small town life and the snow that we have here, I can't imagine me, Scarlett Everdale, being an California beach girl...but I know you have a plan and I trust you- I do. But it's still hard. I'm scared, Lord. Terrified actually. Please help me to trust you, Christ Jesus. I love you.
In your holy and precious name,
Amen.
~2 months later~
"Wake up Scar....Scar.....hey.....it's.....Scar......wake up." His words came in and out while I was still trying to wake up. I moaned. Of all mornings I've dreaded school or wanted more sleep like it was water, this would have to be the most difficult mornings of them all. It would be the last morning I would wake up in this house. The last morning I would wake up and know that my front yard would be covered with pure, white snow and the ever so often snowfall. The last morning I would walk past my bedroom door and stare at the crack in the wall remembering when my brother and I were playing and he ran into a wall. The last morning I would be able to get from my bedroom to the kitchen with my eyes closed without a doubt that I could get there. And the last morning I would get to walk over to my best friend's house and have a warm cup of hot coco. I decided that I would make this the best morning ever-I would never regret it-my last morning in my house, my home, my town.
