Ready Becoming

Wow.  It's July.  And that means that it is the month before I move back to America.  How did that happen?  And yet at the same time, I feel very ready.  I remember thinking that I could not possibly ever be ready to move back to America, and yet with the passing of time, I have become so.  Amazing how that happens.  I think as I grow older I've come to trust the readiness that time will provide.  What will I do when I get up in the morning?  What will I be doing in several months?  In the coming years?  I think it will become clear when it needs to, perhaps not without some punctuated stress to fuel the fire, but I trust that time will prepare the state that needs to be.  I'll be ready.  I already am.