Well, the last month in my life has been a whirlwind. It all started with one Sunday morning. One of my pastors was speaking on following our hearts. I believe that God has given everyone a specific passion/gift in their life, mine being music. The pastor was talking about how alot of people will not feel equipped to pursue their passion, and will just settle in life. I had felt I had settled. Still I struggle with "feeling" equipped, but God continually reminds me that He doesnt call the equipped, but equips the called. So, this being all said, I was really wanting to leave the bank I was working at, and dive into the music industry.
Later that week, I was working at the bank, and when I went to count out money to a customer, I realized that I was short $500. That was a blow. But not two hours later, we got a call from our cash vault stating they were short another $1600 and it had come from my drawer. I was confused because I was ALWAYS in balance, and knew I had not taken it. Over the course of the next couple of weeks they were doing an investigation, never figuring out who took it, but nevertheless, I was fired over it. Most people would think I would be devastated, but not the least. I had wanted to leave there for years, feeling they had sucked all life out of me. The fact that all this randomly happened at the same time meant to me that God was kicking me out of there. I knew He was calling me on a new journey, and even though it can be scary having no source of income, I knew He would take care of me.
So, on to the new journey...
A couple of days after I was fired, my friend, Megan, came to visit. We had a blast over the few days, and while she was here, we got the idea in our heads that I should fly out to AZ and surprise my friends and family. I knew that once I started a new job, I wouldnt get to go, so this sounded like a good plan. But I looked into tickets and it was way to expensive. But then the next day my dad called and told me he had bought me a plane ticket to come out the next week. Sweet! I was so excited. So I flew out, surprising my mom, sis, nephew, and friends. It was so surreal for everyone. And what an amazing, fun week! I dont think I slept. Well, the week was coming to an end and it was time to go home...so I thought.
I was making plans to do lunch with a friend, a concert promoter I used to work for. We were talking, and he mentioned that since I really didnt need to be home yet, that I should change my flight back and go on a concert tour with his crew and a few Christian bands. I prayed about it and felt it would be a great opportunity for me to network with some of the people on the tour, them being from Nashville. Also, since I had been out of the industry for a couple of years, I figured I could get my feet wet. So I agreed. And on with the tour...
My first stop was Wildomar, Ca. This was very close to where alot of my relatives live in CA. My mom and I decided to drive out for a couple of days, and on Saturday, I would drive to the show to meet up with everyone. So I got to go stay at my grandmas. Me and her have never been real close, but since my grandfather died a couple of years ago, Ive been wanting to mend my relationship with her. I got to spend the day with her, and we had so much fun. I always felt so intimidated around her, but that all changed this trip. I also got to see my great aunts and uncle. My great uncle is nearing the end of his days, and I got to go visit him in the nursing home. I knew this was my last time seeing him. He grabbed my hand and teared up when I was leaving. I told him I would try to come see him soon, even though I knew this wasnt possible. I walked out trying to hold back tears. I was just thankful I got to see everyone again, not knowing when I would ever be able to. Saturday came, and it was time to head down to the show. But not before making a stop at the beach. I drove out to Oceanside, only for an hour, but I had longed so much to go to the beach, I just had to. I walked the pier, and this huge pelican flew down and sat on the ledge. He just sat there forever and let people pet him. I got an awesome picture of him. I then walked the beach, getting my feet wet, taking in the sun, feeling the breeze. It was very hard for me to leave, but I was grateful just for that hour. I then drove up to Wildomar, driving past the Bible College I went to a few years back. I wanted to walk around, but everytime I visit, they wont let me in, even though I am alumni, so I just drove on. When I got to the concert, I got to surprise some friends that had no idea I was still around, and didnt know I was going on the tour with them. It was so good to see them. We didnt end up doing much at the concert, just hanging out... After the show I drove up to my aunt and cousins' house who I hadnt seen in a few years. I spent a couple of hours with them. A good couple of hours.
The next day I said by to my grandma. I had told her I wanted to learn how to make scarves (hoping she would teach me to crochet). But instead when I was leaving she laid out 20 scarves and told me to take whatever ones I wanted. That was nice of her. Unfortunately I left all but one in Phx, by accident.
OK, so I went back to Phoenix and helped out in the Promoter's office for a few days. Got to see some more friends and my brother, sis, and nephew, who is almost two. Hes the one in the pic on my blog. He learned my name. I have only seen him a couple of times. He was born 2 days before I moved to TN, and then I saw him last June. I wish I was able to see him more. Its weird cuz I helped raise my other nephew and he is such a big part of my life. I wish I could have the same with him.
Anyway, so trying to finish this blog off (kinda gettin long)...
Actually, I think I will end here, and start a new one for the tour, part 2.
Thanks for readin.
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