Pondering the unknown

David has submitted a formal letter of resignation to our hospital.

It’s been a long time in coming, but it’s still overwhelming. We’ve talked about it for so long, but I never knew if it was really going to happen or not. A lot has been going on at the hospital with administration, and David’s eager to get away to a different job. He’s taken a position at the Jos University Teaching Hospital (JUTH), which is a huge hospital about a ten-minute drive from here. He’ll be better paid for the work he does, and there will be less pressure on him from the management. (That part is complicated!)

The difficult part is that we’ll be leaving the Evangel compound. This community has been my home since 1991, and now we’ll be making a new home. We’re still looking for a place to live, since JUTH doesn’t provide housing for its residents as Evangel does. We’ve looked at a house and a flat so far, but both are a good half-hour drive from this part of town. It would be a hard commute for David, plus I’d feel pretty stranded out there, so far from “home.” I hope we can find something nice that’s a little more central. “Nice” is relative, though. Wherever we move, we’ll have to buy furniture and get cabinets and counters installed in the kitchen. Plus the power situation anywhere is going to be bad, not to mention water…It’ll be challenging, but I’m sure we’ll find something. We’ll be moving in late August, most likely, as David starts work at JUTH in September, so we still have some time to find a place.

I’m nervous and excited, terrified and thrilled. It’ll definitely be an adventure to move away, but I will sorely miss being so close to my parents. *sigh* Life goes on. It’s time to grow up, I guess. And no one ever said growing up was easy.