Tomorrow I have to make a big life decision. My stomach is turning. I’ve prayed and fasted and talked to a lot of people I trust, but I still am not certain. I have fears and hopes on both sides.

I was thinking last night on my way home from work how different my life will turn out depending on what I choose tomorrow. I wish I could stall. But I can’t; I’ve already been given more time than I probably deserve.

It is odd to me that in the last three March’s at right about this time in the month life changing things have happened. I definitely didn’t plan it that way, but here I am again, the third March in a row that my life will be drastically different from here on out.

God help me.