Two Worlds Pt. 2: The wardrobe

Sometimes I wish my life was like The Chronicles of Narnia. Not because I want to live in fear of the Ice Queen, but so I could experience life in and out of the wardrobe.

Living in London means I have a lot of great, new opportunities and experiences. It also means that I've left behind my closest friends and family in Cincinnati. Yes, I know that we'll still be friends but it won't be the same. I have a perpetual fear that I'm going to miss out on something. Actually, I know I'm missing out on things. And as much as change is a part of life, I don't want things to change because they were great the way they were. So basically I wish I could have my cake and eat it too. [Mmmm, cake.] I wish I could live in London, make new friends and see new things, and then come back to Cincinnati and have it be just like I left it, like I was never gone.

I'm sure my dream is not thoroughly thought out (and obviously unrealistic). I know that if I came back to Cincinnati and things were exactly the same I would be frustrated because I would have changed. I know I shouldn't be worried about coming back at this point since it's still 2 years away, but I still think about it. Then I have to remind myself that God's in control and that despite my lack of faith it's an adventure to trust him.