Kodiak is a place of shifting circles of people. It’s the nature of the place, part of the cost of living on this particular, special island. We have formed several circles of family since moving here. And have watched the people forming those circles move away. And put in the work of starting over. It is worthwhile effort; God has put some great people into our lives here. But watching your circle dissolve is never easy, not as a kid whose best friend is moving and not as an adult who is facing distance communication again.
Our current circle here is transitioning, in good and hard ways. We’ve been the token married couple in our core group, but two couples are joining us in the next few months (that’s a happy thing!). Our elementary school teacher friend is going to be teaching abroad (exciting for her, hard for us). Coastie friends are being transferred, non- Coastie friends preparing to move, that definitely means that it’s time to check out until we move ourselves (hopefully early next year?).
And yet even as I am mentally and emotionally trying to shield myself from any more painful goodbyes by hunkering down and focusing just on the remnants of our prior circles, God intervenes. We haven’t left yet and where we are present, God is working. Friends bring new friends to Bible study, widening our circle again and ministering to our hearts in different ways. We don’t talk about the upcoming departures, and I dread the holes they will make, but change isn’t always bad. This change isn’t all bad.
Kodiak has taught us a lot. Continues to teach us. About finances, skills in our jobs, discipline, friendship, family, flexibility, church. Sometimes I think that I have been stagnant since we moved here, but looking over the whole time I can see how both of us have grown mentally and spiritually. Not stagnant, just not sky rocketing. It feels like slow growth, but right now I don’t care. Time may seem like the enemy, but sometimes it’s okay to wait. Okay to meander. To watch your circles shift and to adapt with that. Not wasting time, but savoring it. Not a lesson I have learned, one that I am starting to learn.