Saying goodbye to hundreds of rich relationships and embracing the new reality of not knowing anyone, is interesting to say the least. Its an adjustment to go from relationally overflowing to empty overnight. I don't know where to begin in describing this life transition.
I have noticed a tendancy to fill the void in a way....to get busy doing things as though a certain degree of emptiness, slowness is unnaccptable. When I'm busy, I'm distracted from what I don't want to think about. And in a way, there is a sense of safety in busyness that I hadn't noticed before. If I stay busy, I'm in constant motion- no time or quiet for depth....no need to face fears, asks questions or go much deeper than 'in the moment'. Busyness lends a false sense of importance and significance- especially in our culture. I feel a strange pressure to already have the pretense of a fulfulling life here in KY.
Yet the strangest thing is that in a way, I'm perfectly comfortable being an unknown, boring, at-home nobody for a while. We were so known and so genuinely busy for such a long time. It was good, but was draining. How exhiliarating to be an unknown with potential. If I can just keep the perspective that busyness does not equal meaning/fullness in life.
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