New Chapter: Mackay Clan takes on Texas

Flashback--I remember when I was a little (10 years old), I wanted to serve mission for my Church (The Church of Latter-Day Saints) so bad. My oldest brother left for his mission when I was that old. I eagerly figured out how many years, then how many months, then how many days it would be til I could go. I literally counted it down since I was ten. My next brother left and then my sister left on hers. Finally, it was my turn and I took my first steps as a missionary on October 27th, 2010. My dream was a reality. 
When it was time to come home, it was the hardest thing I ever did. My mission president knew I would have a hard time moving on because of how long I waited to come, and the kind of missionary I was. Soon after returning home, I received a letter from an Elder who I knew pretty well from the mission. He still had some time left before he was done, but he knew how hard this time was for me. I pulled out of the envelope a picture post card that read "You can't start the next chapter of your life if you keep re-reading the last one." I knew deep down I need to move on, but I struggled. About a year and a half after returning home I met my future husband (did not know it at the time). After dating for about two months he came down to Utah with me. We went to General Conference together and my mission reunion. I think my mission president could tell I was hesitant about the next steps my life will and should take me. I remember when he met Glenn. My mission president quietly said to me "it's time to move on Brittany." Some how, without a word of it, he knew I was struggling not being on a mission any more. I knew I needed to live in the present and look to the future. 

Now back to the present--I have eagerly been waiting to leave Rexburg for a long time. Now that it is a reality, I realize how much I really will miss this town. I have lived here since I graduated high school nine years ago (besides the 18 months I was in Germany). There are things I will miss for sure (blog post to come). 

 Glenn applied to an internship down in Boerne, Texas back in May/June. He was in contact with an old seminary teacher of mine from church who worked at this company. Glenn got through round one of the interview process and then got told the internship is being canceled. Turns out that it was a turn off that we were not living their locally. Because it is an internship they don't pay to move you down or find a place for you to live. They tend to only higher local interns for that reason. Glenn and I were not expecting them to do any of that for us anyways. We figured my parent's live close by and our needs will be met. 

Glenn decided, despite the turn down, to tour the company in August when we went down for a family reunion. This was a huge turn around event for us. The tour ended with meeting the head of HR. Glenn told them my parents live near by, and we were going to live with them for a bit until we could figure things out if this internship worked out. The head of HR did not know this. The funny thing is, we told somebody back in June that we planned on doing that, and they did not pass on that info. (GRRR). That was a huge game changer for us. A few weeks later, Glenn received a call for a phone interview. The call ended great. They even told Glenn that they are looking to higher an entry level employee by December, and he has a super high chance of getting the job. A few days later, we found out we are moving to Texas. Glenn starts his first day on October 3rd! 
Since it is not 100% that he has a job with them after the internship, we will be living with my parents for a bit until we know more about our future after the internship. 

We wish that lady passed on the info back in June because this could have all been figured out then. But, we may never know why God directed out path the way he did until we die. Why we had to wait a few months to find this out. The thing that was hard on us back in June was we prayed and visited the Temple and felt that Boerne was where we were suppose to go at this time in our life. When that got turned down, we were lost and confused. The answer did come. . . just not when we were wanting it. God works in mysterious ways. I also think he likes playing games and jokes on us sometimes too. 

We will start making our way down south on September 26th. Texas here comes the Mackay Clan!