Our Little Wedding Plans
Hey there, It’s been a little while since I’ve written, but boy do I have news! I’ve been extremely busy this week, and I’d like to tell you why. As you may know, I’ve been living in Georgetown with Sarah and taking care of her daughter, Katie, since late May. But a couple of weeks ago, it was decided that it was time for me to move on. I had no clue where I wanted to go or what I wanted to do. Or rather, I had my dream, but I knew it wasn’t possible. Noah and I were supposed to have gotten married in July, and I was still hoping that would happen soon. However, COVID has been making that quite complicated—possible, but complicated. If this dream couldn’t come true, I knew that I wanted to stay in the area, and I knew that I didn’t want to move into someone’s basement again. God arranged some great people to help me search for a place and someone to rent with. We’re still sorting that one out. To buy me a little more time, my mom suggested I go to Quebec to visit family for a little