So I was remembering just the other day how it seemed like we would move almost every six months. A new town, a new home, a new school, a new set of friends. Our life was filled with transition. I would look to you to see if everything was alright. You were steady. Never unshaken. Then I knew that everything was going to be okay, because you, my big brother, thought so.
You are at one of those points much like when we were kids. Life has changed, transition is upon you, whether you want it or not. I want to be the one who you look to and know that everything is going to be okay. I can't make you promises that it turns out the way you want or think it will. I can say this God is on your side. In the darkest of moments and this might seem to be the darkest, he walks with you. His promise is to never leave.
There are always consequences and outcomes of the decisions we make and you will have to face those. Know this, I am the one walking in the school first letting you know "hey we're going to be okay."
