Decisions, decisions

I had moved three thousand miles away from friends and family to gain a better sense of independence and individuality. And I was looking for Mr. Right, the perfect husband!

But after a few months in the new location I became almost obsessed with making a decision about whether to stay. Humanly, there were pluses and minuses on both sides. In the few months there I had already gained a surprising and wonderful sense of independence along with a deepening dependence on God. I knew I could survive "on my own." I was establishing my individuality in my thought and life style. Then, why the nagging desire to return home?

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