It was raining the day we left Knoxville ... (sounds like the start of a movie)... For a year and a half we anticipated our lives there. In three months, our lives there began and ended. That wasn't anticipated.
And here we go on our trek to our new lives in Florida. I reflect on the folks I met that were so kind and had such potential for life long relationships - if only we'd had a little more time to get to know one another...
Maybe we will stay friends with some of those we got to know, but most will probably fit in the category of ships passing in the night. But for a rare few, that's what typically happens anyway, no matter how long you live somewhere.
For whatever reasons our Heavenly Father's plan for us included a pit stop in Knoxville; time will tell why, I am sure. While I am sad to leave, I have no doubt that we are supposed to be in Florida now.
Like a blip on the radar of Knoxville, we popped up for a second and now we are gone, with little trace we were ever there.
