I Choose to Trust

I watched anxiously as my husband backed out of the driveway, leaving on an eight-hour drive to Tennessee. He was headed to look at a few houses in preparation for our upcoming move.

This was not the first time he had gone before us to secure a home for our family. After a twenty-year career in the United States Air Force, I was comfortable letting him house hunt without me.

But this time was different.

You see, my husband would be retiring in two short months.

Instead of the military issuing orders telling us where to move, we were in charge of our retirement destination.

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